I cried aloud to him, and he was extolled with my tongue.
This poor soul cried and was heard by the Lord and was saved from every trouble.
I will extol you, my God and King, and bless your name forever and ever.
What shall I return to the Lord for all his bounty to me?
To you, O Lord, I cried, and to the Lord I made supplication:
I will extol you, O Lord, for you have drawn me up and did not let my foes rejoice over me.
“What profit is there in my death, if I go down to the Pit? Will the dust praise you? Will it tell of your faithfulness?