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 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 Jehovah my God, I cried to thee, and thou have healed me.
Jehovah my God, I have cried to Thee, And Thou dost heal 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)
Jehovah, Thou hast brought up from Sheol my soul, Thou hast kept me alive, From going down [to] the pit. (Sheol h7585)
4 Sing praise to Jehovah, O ye sanctified of his, and give thanks to his holiness.
Sing praise to Jehovah, ye His saints, And give thanks at the remembrance of His holiness,
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 — a moment [is] in His anger, Life [is] in His good-will, At even remaineth weeping, and at morn singing.
6 As for me, I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.
And I — I have said in mine ease, 'I am not moved — to the age.
7 Thou, Jehovah, of thy favor had made my mountain to stand strong. Thou hid thy face; 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 Jehovah, and to Jehovah 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 Jehovah, and have mercy upon me. Jehovah, be thou my helper.
Hear, O Jehovah, and favour me, O Jehovah, be a helper to me.'
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 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 Jehovah my God, I will give thanks to thee forever.
So that honour doth praise Thee, and is not silent, O Jehovah, my God, to the age I thank Thee!
