Psalms 30

1 I will extol thee, O Jehovah, for thou have raised me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.

A Psalme or song of the dedication of the house of David. I will magnifie thee, O Lord: for thou hast exalted mee, and hast not made my foe to reioyce ouer me.

2 O Jehovah my God, I cried to thee, and thou have healed me.

O Lord my God, I cried vnto thee, and thou hast restored me.

3 O Jehovah, thou have brought up my soul from Sheol. Thou have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

O Lord, thou hast brought vp my soule out of the graue: thou hast reuiued me from them that goe downe into the pit. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sing praise to Jehovah, O ye sanctified of his, and give thanks to his holiness.

Sing praises vnto the Lord, ye his Saintes, and giue thankes before the remembrance of his Holinesse.

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

For he endureth but a while in his anger: but in his fauour is life: weeping may abide at euening, but ioy commeth in the morning.

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

And in my prosperitie I sayde, I shall neuer be moued.

7 Thou, Jehovah, of thy favor had made my mountain to stand strong. Thou hid thy face; I was troubled.

For thou Lord of thy goodnes hadest made my mountaine to stande strong: but thou didest hide thy face, and I was troubled.

8 I cried to thee, O Jehovah, and to Jehovah I made supplication.

Then cried I vnto thee, O Lord, and praied to 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 profite is there in my blood, when I go downe to the pit? shall the dust giue thankes vnto thee? or shall it declare thy trueth?

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

Heare, O Lord, and haue mercy vpon me: Lord, be thou mine helper.

11 Thou have turned for me my mourning into dancing. Thou have loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness,

Thou hast turned my mourning into ioy: thou hast loosed my sacke and girded mee with gladnesse.

12 to the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O Jehovah my God, I will give thanks to thee forever.

Therefore shall my tongue praise thee and not cease: O Lord my God, I will giue thankes vnto thee for euer.