Psalms 30

1 A Psalm and Song at the dedication of the house of David. I will extol thee, O LORD; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.

A Psalm. — A song of the dedication of the house of David. I exalt Thee, O Jehovah, For Thou hast drawn me up, and hast not let mine enemies rejoice over me.

2 O LORD my God, I cried to thee, and thou hast healed me.

Jehovah my God, I have cried to Thee, And Thou dost heal me.

3 O LORD, 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)

Jehovah, Thou hast brought up from Sheol my soul, Thou hast kept me alive, From going down [to] the pit. (Sheol h7585)

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

Sing praise to Jehovah, ye His saints, And give thanks at the remembrance of 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 — a moment [is] in His anger, Life [is] in His good-will, At even remaineth weeping, and at morn singing.

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

And I — I have said in mine ease, 'I am not moved — to the age.

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

O Jehovah, in Thy good pleasure, Thou hast caused strength to remain for my mountain,' Thou hast hidden Thy face — I have been troubled.

8 I cried to thee, O LORD; and to the LORD I made supplication.

Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, And unto Jehovah I make supplication.

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 gain [is] in my blood? In my going down unto corruption? Doth dust thank Thee? doth it declare Thy truth?

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

Hear, O Jehovah, and favour me, O Jehovah, be a helper to me.'

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

Thou hast turned my mourning to dancing for me, Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, And girdest me [with] joy.

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

So that honour doth praise Thee, and is not silent, O Jehovah, my God, to the age I thank Thee!