Psalms 30

1 A Melody. A Song for the Dedication of the House. David’s. I will extol thee, O Yahweh, for thou hast drawn me up, —and not suffered my foes to rejoice over me.

[A Psalm. A Song for the Dedication of the Temple. By David.] I will extol you, YHWH, for you have raised me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.

2 O Yahweh, my God, I cried for help unto thee, and thou hast healed me.

YHWH my God, I cried to you, and you have healed me.

3 O Yahweh! thou hast lifted, out of hades, my soul, Thou hast brought me back to life, from among those who were going down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

YHWH, you have brought up my soul from Sheol. You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sweep the strings to Yahweh, ye his men of lovingkindness, and give ye praise at the mention of his holiness.

Sing praise to YHWH, you his faithful ones. Give thanks to his holy name.

5 For there is, a Moment, in his anger, a Life-time, in his good-pleasure, In the evening, cometh Weeping to lodge, But, by the morning,’tis a Shout of Triumph!

For his anger is but for a moment. His favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may stay for the night, but joy comes in the morning.

6 But, I, said, in my tranquility, I shall not be shaken to times age-abiding!

As for me, I said in my prosperity, "I shall never be moved."

7 O Yahweh, in thy good-pleasure, hadst thou caused my mountain to stand, strong, —Thou didst hide thy face—I was dismayed!

You, YHWH, when you favored me, made my mountain stand strong; but when you hid your face, I was troubled.

8 Unto thee, O Yahweh, do I cry, —and, unto My Lord, do I make supplication:

I cried to you, YHWH. To YHWH I made petition:

9 What profit in my blood? in my going down into the pit? Can dust praise thee? Can it declare thy faithfulness?

"What profit is there in my destruction, if I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? Shall it declare your truth?

10 Hear, O Yahweh, and show me favour, O Yahweh! become thou a helper unto me.

Hear, YHWH, and have mercy on me. YHWH, be my helper."

11 Thou hast turned my lamentation, into a dance for me, —Thou hast torn off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness:

You have turned my mourning into dancing for me. You have removed my sackcloth, and clothed me with gladness,

12 To the end that mine honour should make melody unto thee, and not be silent. O Yahweh, my God! Unto times age-abiding, will I praise thee.

To the end that my heart may sing praise to you, and not be silent. YHWH my God, I will give thanks to you forever.