⁷ Your favor, O Lord, made me as secure as a mountain.
    Then you turned away from me, and I was shattered.

²⁹ But if you turn away from them, they panic.
    When you take away their breath,
    they die and turn again to dust.

⁷ Come quickly, Lord, and answer me,
    for my depression deepens.
Don’t turn away from me,
    or I will die.

¹⁷ Yes, this anguish was good for me,
    for you have rescued me from death
    and forgiven all my sins.

¹⁰ because of your anger and wrath.
    For you have picked me up and thrown me out.

¹⁷ You are their glorious strength.
    It pleases you to make us strong.

³ They did not conquer the land with their swords;
    it was not their own strong arm that gave them victory.
It was your right hand and strong arm
    and the blinding light from your face that helped them,
    for you loved them.

² He lifted me out of the pit of despair,
    out of the mud and the mire.
He set my feet on solid ground
    and steadied me as I walked along.

⁵ For his anger lasts only a moment,
    but his favor lasts a lifetime!
Weeping may last through the night,
    but joy comes with the morning.