4. O ye that are his holy ones,sing praise unto the Lord;And give unto him thanks, when yehis holiness record.
5. For but a moment lasts his wrath;life in his favour lies:Weeping may for a night endure,at morn doth joy arise.
6. In my prosperity I said,that nothing shall me move.
7. O Lord, thou hast my mountain madeto stand strong by thy love:But when that thou,O gracious God,didst hide thy face from me,Then quickly was my prosp'rous stateturn'd into misery.
8. Wherefore unto the Lord my cryI caused to ascend:My humble supplicationI to the Lord did send.
9. What profit is there in my blood,when I go down to pit?Shall unto thee the dust give praise?thy truth declare shall it?
10. Hear, Lord, have mercy; help me, Lord:
11. Thou turned hast my sadnessTo dancing; yea, my sackcloth loos'd,and girded me with gladness;
12. That sing thy praise my glory may,and never silent be.O Lord my God, for evermoreI will give thanks to thee.