< Psalms 30 >
1 A Psalm; a Song at the Dedication of the House. [A Psalm] of David. I will extol thee, O Jehovah; for thou hast raised me up, And hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.
A Psalm. A song for the dedication of the temple. Of David. I will exalt You, O LORD, for You have lifted me up and have not allowed my foes to rejoice over me.
2 O Jehovah my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
O LORD my God, I cried to You for help, and You healed me.
3 O Jehovah, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol; Thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol )
O LORD, You pulled me up from Sheol; You spared me from descending into the Pit. (Sheol )
4 Sing praise unto Jehovah, O ye saints of his, And give thanks to his holy memorial [name].
Sing to the LORD, O you His saints, and praise His holy name.
5 For his anger is but for a moment; His favor is for a life-time: Weeping may tarry for the night, But joy [cometh] in the morning.
For His anger is fleeting, but His favor lasts a lifetime. Weeping may stay the night, but joy comes in the morning.
6 As for me, I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.
In prosperity I said, “I will never be shaken.”
7 Thou, Jehovah, of thy favor hadst made my mountain to stand strong: Thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled.
O LORD, You favored me; You made my mountain stand strong. When You hid Your face, I was dismayed.
8 I cried to thee, O Jehovah; And unto Jehovah I made supplication:
To You, O LORD, I called, and I begged my Lord for mercy:
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 there in my bloodshed, in my descent to the Pit? Will the dust praise You? Will it proclaim Your faithfulness?
10 Hear, O Jehovah, and have mercy upon me: Jehovah, be thou my helper.
Hear me, O LORD, and have mercy; O LORD, be my helper.”
11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing; Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
You turned my mourning into dancing; You peeled off my sackcloth and clothed 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 unto thee for ever.
that my heart may sing Your praises and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks forever.