1: I give you all the credit, GOD- you got me out of that mess, you didn't let my foes gloat.
2: GOD, my God, I yelled for help and you put me together.
3: GOD, you pulled me out of the grave, gave me another chance at life when I was down--and-out.
4: All you saints! Sing your hearts out to GOD! Thank him to his face!
5: He gets angry once in a while, but across a lifetime there is only love. The nights of crying your eyes out give way to days of laughter.
6: When things were going great I crowed, "I've got it made.
7: I'm GOD's favorite. He made me king of the mountain." Then you looked the other way and I fell to pieces.
8: I called out to you, GOD; I laid my case before you:
9: "Can you sell me for a profit when I'm dead? auction me off at a cemetery yard sale? When I'm "dust to dust' my songs and stories of you won't sell.
10: So listen! and be kind! Help me out of this!"
11: You did it: you changed wild lament into whirling dance; You ripped off my black mourning band and decked me with wildflowers.
12: I'm about to burst with song; I can't keep quiet about you. GOD, my God, I can't thank you enough.