Psalms 30

1 A psalm of David. A psalm for the dedication of the Temple. I want to tell everyone how good you are, Lord, for you saved me, and you didn't let my enemies triumph over me.

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.

2 Lord, my God, I called out to you for help, and you have healed me.

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

3 Lord, you rescued me from the grave, you brought me back to life, saving me from going down into the pit of death. (Sheol h7585)

Jehovah, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol, thou hast quickened me from among those that go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

4 You who trust the Lord, sing praises to him, and be thankful for his holy character!

Sing psalms unto Jehovah, ye saints of his, and give thanks in remembrance of his holiness.

5 For his anger only lasts a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime. You may spend the night in tears, but happiness comes with the morning.

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.

6 When things were going well, I said, “Nothing will ever shake me!”

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

7 Lord, when you showed me your favor I stood as strong as a mountain; when you turned away from me I was terrified.

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

8 I called out to you for help, Lord. I asked the Lord for grace, saying,

I called to thee, Jehovah, and unto the Lord did I make supplication:

9 What would you gain if I die, if I go down into the pit of death? Would my dust praise you? Would it tell of your trustworthiness?

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

10 Please listen to me, Lord, and be gracious to me! Lord, you are the one who helps me.

Hear, O Jehovah, and be gracious unto me; Jehovah, be my helper.

11 You have turned my weeping into dancing. You have taken off my clothes of sackcloth and dressed me in happiness,

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

12 so I can sing praises to you and not keep quiet. Lord my God, I will thank you forever!

That [my] glory may sing psalms of thee, and not be silent. Jehovah my God, I will praise thee for ever.