Psalms 30

1 A Psalm; a Song at the Dedication of the House; of David. I will extol thee, O LORD, for Thou hast raised me up, and hast not suffered mine enemies to rejoice over me.

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.

2 O LORD my God, I cried unto Thee, and Thou didst heal me;

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

3 O LORD, Thou broughtest up my soul from the nether-world; Thou didst keep me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

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

4 Sing praise unto the LORD, O ye His godly ones, and give thanks to His holy name.

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

5 For His anger is but for a moment, His favour is for a life-time; weeping may tarry for the night, but joy cometh in the morning.

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

6 Now I had said in my security: 'I shall never be moved.'

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

7 Thou hadst established, O LORD, in Thy favour my mountain as a stronghold — Thou didst hide Thy face; I was affrighted.

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

8 Unto Thee, O LORD, did I call, and unto the LORD I made supplication:

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

9 'What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise Thee? shall it declare Thy truth?

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

10 Hear, O LORD, and be gracious unto me; LORD, be Thou my helper.'

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

11 Thou didst turn for me my mourning into dancing; Thou didst loose my sackcloth, and gird me with gladness;

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

12 So that my glory may sing praise to Thee, and not be silent; O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto Thee for ever.

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.