Psalms 30

1 A Psalme or song of the dedication of the house of David. I will magnifie thee, O Lord: for thou hast exalted mee, and hast not made my foe to reioyce ouer me.

A PSALM. A SONG OF THE DEDICATION OF THE HOUSE OF DAVID. I exalt You, O YHWH, For You have drawn me up, And have not let my enemies rejoice over me.

2 O Lord my God, I cried vnto thee, and thou hast restored me.

My God YHWH, I have cried to You, And You heal me.

3 O Lord, thou hast brought vp my soule out of the graue: thou hast reuiued me from them that goe downe into the pit. (Sheol h7585)

YHWH, You have brought up my soul from Sheol, You have kept me alive, From going down [to] the pit. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sing praises vnto the Lord, ye his Saintes, and giue thankes before the remembrance of his Holinesse.

Sing praise to YHWH, you His saints, And give thanks at the remembrance of His holiness,

5 For he endureth but a while in his anger: but in his fauour is life: weeping may abide at euening, but ioy commeth in the morning.

For—a moment [is] in His anger, Life [is] in His goodwill, At evening remains weeping, and at morning singing.

6 And in my prosperitie I sayde, I shall neuer be moued.

And I have said in my ease, “I am not moved for all time.

7 For thou Lord of thy goodnes hadest made my mountaine to stande strong: but thou didest hide thy face, and I was troubled.

O YHWH, in Your good pleasure, You have caused strength to remain for my mountain,” You have hidden Your face—I have been troubled.

8 Then cried I vnto thee, O Lord, and praied to my Lord.

To You, O YHWH, I call, And to YHWH I make supplication.

9 What profite is there in my blood, when I go downe to the pit? shall the dust giue thankes vnto thee? or shall it declare thy trueth?

“What gain [is] in my blood? In my going down to corruption? Does dust thank You? Does it declare Your truth?

10 Heare, O Lord, and haue mercy vpon me: Lord, be thou mine helper.

Hear, O YHWH, and favor me, O YHWH, be a helper to me.”

11 Thou hast turned my mourning into ioy: thou hast loosed my sacke and girded mee with gladnesse.

You have turned my mourning to dancing for me, You have loosed my sackcloth, And gird me [with] joy.

12 Therefore shall my tongue praise thee and not cease: O Lord my God, I will giue thankes vnto thee for euer.

So that glory praises You, and is not silent, O YHWH, my God, I thank You for all time!