I will extol you, O Lord, for you have drawn me up and have not let my foes rejoice over me. O Lord my God, I cried to You for help, and You have healed me. O Lord, You have brought up my soul from Sheol. You restored me to life from among those who go down to the pit. Sing praises to the Lord, O you His saints, and give thanks to His holy name. For His anger is but for a moment, and his favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes with the morning. Psalm 30:1-5.

Great God, there was a time when we dreaded the thought of coming near to you. For we were guilty, and you were angry with us. But now, we will praise you, because your anger is turned away, and you comfort us. And the very throne which was once a place of dread has now become the place of shelter. I flee to you to hide me. Amen. Charles Spurgeon.