8. Lord, you showed me favor,established for me mountains of virtue.But when you hid your faceI was struck with terror.
9. To you, Lord, I cried out;with the Lord I pleaded for mercy:
10. “What gain is there from my lifeblood,from my going down to the grave?Does dust give you thanksor declare your faithfulness?
11. Hear, O Lord, have mercy on me;Lord, be my helper.”
12. You changed my mourning into dancing;you took off my sackclothand clothed me with gladness.