Psalms 30

1 For the end, a Psalm and Song at the dedication of the house of David. I will exalt you, O Lord; for you have lifted me up, and not caused mine enemies to rejoice over me.

A Psalm. A Song for the Dedication of the Temple. By David. I will extol you, LORD, for you have raised me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.

2 O Lord my God, I cried to you, and you did heal me.

LORD my God, I cried to you, and you have healed me.

3 O Lord, you have brought up my soul from Hades, you have delivered me from [among] them that go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

LORD, you have brought up my soul from Sheol (Sheol h7585). You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.

4 Sing to the Lord, you his saints, and give thanks for the remembrance of his holiness.

Sing praise to the LORD, you saints of his. Give thanks to his holy name.

5 For anger is in his wrath, but life in his favor: weeping shall wait for the evening, but joy shall be in the morning.

For his anger is but for a moment. His favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may stay for the night, but joy comes in the morning.

6 And I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.

As for me, I said in my prosperity, “I shall never be moved.”

7 O Lord, in your good pleasure you did add strength to my beauty: but you did turn away your face, and I was troubled.

You, LORD, when you favored me, made my mountain stand strong; but when you hid your face, I was troubled.

8 To you, O Lord, will I cry; and to my God will I make supplication.

I cried to you, LORD. I made supplication to the Lord:

9 What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to destruction? Shall the dust give praise to you? or shall it declare your truth?

“What profit is there in my destruction, if I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? Shall it declare your truth?

10 The Lord heard, and had compassion upon me; the Lord is become my helper.

Hear, LORD, and have mercy on me. LORD, be my helper.”

11 You have turned my mourning into joy for me: you have tore off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;

You have turned my mourning into dancing for me. You have removed my sackcloth, and clothed me with gladness,

12 that my glory may sing praise to you, and I may not be pierced [with sorrow]. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you for ever.

to the end that my heart may sing praise to you, and not be silent. LORD my God, I will give thanks to you forever!