ASV(i)
7 Thou, Jehovah, of thy favor hadst made my mountain to stand strong:
Thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled. 8 I cried to thee, O Jehovah;
And unto Jehovah 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 Jehovah, and have mercy upon me:
Jehovah, be thou my helper. 11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing;
Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
Thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled. 8 I cried to thee, O Jehovah;
And unto Jehovah 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 Jehovah, and have mercy upon me:
Jehovah, be thou my helper. 11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing;
Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;