You have turned for me my mourning into dancing;You have put off my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness,

You have turned for me my mourning into dancing;You have put off my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness,

I drew them with gentle cords,With bands of love,And I was to them as those who take the yoke from their neck.I stooped and fed them.

But I am poor and needy;Yet the Lord thinks upon me.You are my help and my deliverer;Do not delay, O my God.

But God will redeem my soul from the power of the grave,For He shall receive me.Selah

Cast your burden on the Lord,And He shall sustain you;He shall never permit the righteous to be moved.

And he blessed Joseph, and said: “God, before whom my fathers Abraham and Isaac walked,The God who has fed me all my life long to this day,

When I cry out to You,Then my enemies will turn back;This I know, because God is for me.

But the Lord is with me as a mighty, awesome One.Therefore my persecutors will stumble, and will not prevail.They will be greatly ashamed, for they will not prosper.Their everlasting confusion will never be forgotten.

“Then the survivors came down, the people against the nobles;The Lord came down for me against the mighty.