Psalms 30
1 A Psalm of David: dedication-song of the house. I will extol thee, Jehovah; for thou hast delivered me, and hast not made mine enemies to rejoice over me.
I will extol you, Adonai, for you have raised me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.
2 Jehovah my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
Adonai my God, I cried to you, and you have healed me.
3 Jehovah, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol, thou hast quickened me from among those that go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
Adonai, you have brought up my soul from Sheol ·Place of the dead·. You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit (of Abbadon, the unrighteous side of Sheol). (Sheol h7585)
4 Sing psalms unto Jehovah, ye saints of his, and give thanks in remembrance of his holiness.
Sing zahmar ·musical praise· to Adonai, you saints of his. Yadah ·Extend hands in thankful praise· to his holy name.
5 For a moment [is passed] in his anger, a life in his favour; at even weeping cometh for the night, and at morn there is rejoicing.
For his anger is but for a moment. His favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may stay for the night, but joy comes in the morning.
6 As for me, I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.
As for me, I said in my prosperity, “I shall never be moved.”
7 Jehovah, by thy favour thou hadst made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled.
You, Adonai, when you favored me, made my mountain stand strong; but when you hid your face, I was troubled.
8 I called to thee, Jehovah, and unto the Lord did I make supplication:
I cried to you, Adonai. I made supplication to Adonai:
9 What profit is there in my blood, in my going down to the pit? shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
“What profit is there in my destruction, if I go down to the pit? Shall the dust yadah ·extend hands in thankful praise· to you? Shall it declare your truth?
10 Hear, O Jehovah, and be gracious unto me; Jehovah, be my helper.
Sh'ma ·Hear obey·, Adonai, and have mercy on me. Adonai, be my helper.”
11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing; thou hast loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
You have turned my mourning into dancing for me. You have removed my sackcloth, and clothed me with gladness,
12 That [my] glory may sing psalms of thee, and not be silent. Jehovah my God, I will praise thee for ever.
To the end that my kavod ·weighty glory· may sing zahmar ·musical praise· to you, and not be silent. Adonai my God, I will yadah ·extend hands in thankful praise· to you forever!
