| King James Bible | New International Version |
| 1A Psalm and Song at the dedication of the house of David. I will extol thee, O LORD; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me. | 1A psalm. A song. For the dedication of the temple. Of David. I will exalt you, LORD, for you lifted me out of the depths and did not let my enemies gloat over me. |
| 2O LORD my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me. | 2LORD my God, I called to you for help, and you healed me. |
| 3O LORD, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. | 3You, LORD, brought me up from the realm of the dead; you spared me from going down to the pit. |
| 4Sing unto the LORD, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness. | 4Sing the praises of the LORD, you his faithful people; praise his holy name. |
| 5For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning. | 5For his anger lasts only a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime; weeping may stay for the night, but rejoicing comes in the morning. |
| 6And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved. | 6When I felt secure, I said, "I will never be shaken." |
| 7LORD, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled. | 7LORD, when you favored me, you made my royal mountain stand firm; but when you hid your face, I was dismayed. |
| 8I cried to thee, O LORD; and unto the LORD I made supplication. | 8To you, LORD, I called; to the Lord I cried for mercy: |
| 9What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth? | 9"What is gained if I am silenced, if I go down to the pit? Will the dust praise you? Will it proclaim your faithfulness? |
| 10Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou my helper. | 10Hear, LORD, and be merciful to me; LORD, be my help." |
| 11Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness; | 11You turned my wailing into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy, |
| 12To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever. | 12that my heart may sing your praises and not be silent. LORD my God, I will praise you forever. |
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