Psalms 30:9

⁷  LORD, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled.

⁸  I cried to thee, O LORD; and unto the LORD I made supplication.

⁹  What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?

¹⁰  Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou my helper.

¹¹  Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;