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 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.

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

Lord, my God, I called out to you for help, 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 rescued me from the grave, you brought me back to life, saving me from going down into the pit of death. (Sheol h7585)

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

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

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 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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 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?

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

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

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

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

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