Psalms 30

1 I will extol you, O LORD; for you have lifted me up, and have not made my foes 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 you, and you have healed me.

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

3 O LORD, you have brought up my soul from the grave: you have kept 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 unto the LORD, O all of you saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.

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

5 For his anger endures but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes 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 And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.

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

7 LORD, by your favour you have made my mountain to stand strong: you did hide your face, and I was troubled.

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 I cried to you, O LORD; 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 you? shall it declare your 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 have mercy upon me: LORD, be you my helper.

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

11 You have turned for me my mourning into dancing: you have put off my sackcloth, and girded 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 To the end that my glory may sing praise to you, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto you 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.