Psalms 30

1 A Canticle Psalm. In dedication to the house of David. I will extol you, Lord, for you have sustained me, and you have not allowed my enemies to delight over me.

A psalm of a canticle, at the dedication of David’s house. I will extol thee, O Lord, for thou hast upheld me: and hast not made my enemies to rejoice over me.

2 O Lord my God, I have cried out to you, and you have healed me.

O Lord my God, I have cried to thee, and then hast healed me.

3 Lord, you led my soul away from Hell. You have saved me from those who descend into the pit. (Sheol h7585)

Thou hast brought forth, O Lord, my soul from hell: thou hast saved me from them that go down into the pit. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sing a psalm to the Lord, you his saints, and confess with remembrance of his holiness.

Sing to the Lord, O ye his saints: and give praise to the memory of his holiness.

5 For wrath is in his indignation, and life is in his will. Toward evening, weeping will linger, and toward morning, gladness.

For wrath is in his indignation; and life in his good will. In the evening weeping shall have place, and in the morning gladness.

6 But I have said in my abundance: “I will never be disturbed.”

And in my abundance I said: I shall never be moved.

7 O Lord, in your will, you made virtue preferable to beauty for me. You turned your face away from me, and I became disturbed.

O Lord, in thy favour, thou gavest strength to my beauty. Thou turnedst away thy face from me, and I became troubled.

8 To you, Lord, I will cry out. And I will make supplication to my God.

To thee, O Lord, will I cry: and I will make supplication to my God.

9 What use would there be in my blood, if I descend into corruption? Will dust confess to you or announce your truth?

What profit is there in my blood, whilst I go down to corruption? Shall dust confess to thee, or declare thy truth?

10 The Lord has heard, and he has been merciful to me. The Lord has become my helper.

The Lord hath heard, and hath had mercy on me: the Lord became my helper.

11 You have turned my mourning into gladness for me. You have cut off my sackcloth, and you have surrounded me with joy.

Thou hast turned for me my mourning into joy: thou hast cut my sackcloth, and hast compassed me with gladness:

12 So then, may my glory sing to you, and may I not regret it. O Lord, my God, I will confess to you for eternity.

To the end that my glory may sing to thee, and I may not regret: O Lord my God, I will give praise to thee for ever.