Psalms 30

1 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.

A Psalm; a Song at the Dedication of the House; [a Psalm] of David. I will extol thee, O LORD; for thou hast raised me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.

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

O LORD my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.

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

O LORD, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

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

Sing praise unto the LORD, O ye saints of his, and give thanks to his holy name.

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

For his anger is but for a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may tarry for the night, but joy [cometh] in the morning.

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

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

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

Thou, LORD, of thy favour hadst made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled.

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

I cried to thee, O LORD; and unto the LORD I made supplication:

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

What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?

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

Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou my helper.

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

Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing; thou hast loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness:

12 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.

To the end that [my] glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.