Psalms 30

1 I will extol thee, O YHWH; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.

A psalm; a song at the dedication of the temple. A psalm of David. I will exalt you, Yahweh, for you have raised me up and have not allowed my enemies to rejoice over me.

2 O YHWH my Elohim, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.

Yahweh my God, I cried to you for help, and you healed me.

3 O YHWH, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

Yahweh, you have brought up my soul from Sheol; you have kept me alive from going down to the grave. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sing unto YHWH, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.

Sing praises to Yahweh, you his faithful people! Give thanks when you remember his holiness.

5 For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.

For his anger is only for a moment; but his favor is for a lifetime. Weeping comes for a night, but joy comes in the morning.

6 And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.

In confidence I said, “I will never be shaken.”

7 YHWH, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled.

Yahweh, by your favor you established me as a strong mountain; but when you hid your face, I was troubled.

8 I cried to thee, O YHWH; and unto YHWH I made supplication.

I cried to you, Yahweh, and sought favor from my Lord!

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?

What advantage is there in my death, if I go down to the grave? Will the dust praise you? Will it declare your trustworthiness?

10 Hear, O YHWH, and have mercy upon me: YHWH, be thou my helper.

Hear, Yahweh, and have mercy on me! Yahweh, be my helper.

11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;

You have turned my mourning into dancing; you have removed my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness.

12 To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O YHWH my Elohim, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.

So now my glory will sing praise to you and not be silent; Yahweh my God, I will give thanks to you forever!