Psalms 30

1 For the end, a Psalm and Song at the dedication of the house of David. I will exalt you, O Lord; for you have lifted me up, and not caused mine enemies to rejoice over me.

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

2 O Lord my God, I cried to you, and you did heal me.

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

3 O Lord, you have brought up my soul from Hades, you have delivered me from [among] them that go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

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)

4 Sing to the Lord, you his saints, and give thanks for the remembrance of his holiness.

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

5 For anger is in his wrath, but life in his favor: weeping shall wait for the evening, but joy shall be in the morning.

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

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

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

7 O Lord, in your good pleasure you did add strength to my beauty: but you did turn away your face, and I was troubled.

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

8 To you, O Lord, will I cry; and to my God will I make supplication.

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

9 What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to destruction? Shall the dust give praise to you? or shall it declare your truth?

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 The Lord heard, and had compassion upon me; the Lord is become my helper.

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

11 You have turned my mourning into joy for me: you have tore off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;

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

12 that my glory may sing praise to you, and I may not be pierced [with sorrow]. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you for ever.

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.