Psalms 30

1 A psalm of David. A song for the dedication of the Temple. I will extol you, O Lord, because you have lifted me up, and not suffered 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 I cried to you for help, O Lord my God, and you healed me.

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

3 You have brought me up, Lord, from Sheol, from my way to the pit back to life you have called me. (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 praise to the Lord, faithful people; give thanks to his holy name.

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

5 For his anger lasts only a moment, his favour endures for a lifetime. Weeping may lodge for the night, but the morning brings shouts of joy.

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 When all went well, I imagined that never should I be shaken.

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

7 For by your favour, O Lord, you had set me on mountains strong: but you hide your face, and I was confounded.

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

8 Then to you, Lord, I cried, to the Lord I begged for mercy,

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

9 ‘What profit is there in my blood, if I go down to the pit? Can you be praised by dust? Can it tell of your faithfulness?

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, Lord, and show me your favour, Lord be a helper to me.’

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

11 You have turned my mourning to dancing; my sackcloth you have unloosed, and clothed me with joy:

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

12 that unceasingly I should sing your praise, and give thanks to you, Lord my God, forever.

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