< 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 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.
2 O LORD my God, I cried unto Thee, and Thou didst heal me;
O Lord my God, I have cried to thee, and then hast 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)
Thou hast brought forth, O Lord, my soul from hell: thou hast saved me from them that go down into the pit. (Sheol h7585)
4 Sing praise unto the LORD, O ye His godly ones, and give thanks to His holy name.
Sing to the Lord, O ye his saints: and give praise to the memory 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 in his good will. In the evening weeping shall have place, and in the morning gladness.
6 Now I had said in my security: 'I shall never be moved.'
And in my abundance I said: I shall never be moved.
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 thy favour, thou gavest strength to my beauty. Thou turnedst away thy face from me, and I became troubled.
8 Unto Thee, O LORD, did I call, and unto the LORD I made supplication:
To thee, O Lord, will I cry: 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 profit is there in my blood, whilst I go down to corruption? Shall dust confess to thee, or declare thy truth?
10 Hear, O LORD, and be gracious unto me; LORD, be Thou my helper.'
The Lord hath heard, and hath had mercy on me: the Lord became my helper.
11 Thou didst turn for me my mourning into dancing; Thou didst loose my sackcloth, and gird me with gladness;
Thou hast turned for me my mourning into joy: thou hast cut my sackcloth, and hast compassed me with gladness:
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.
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.

< Psalms 30 >