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 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 to you, and you did heal me.

Lord, my God, I called out to you for help, 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 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 to the Lord, you his saints, and give thanks for the remembrance of his holiness.

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

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 only lasts a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime. You may spend the night in tears, but happiness comes with the morning.

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

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

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.

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

8 To you, O Lord, will I cry; and to my God will I make 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 destruction? Shall the dust give praise to you? or shall it declare your 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 The Lord heard, and had compassion upon me; the Lord is become my helper.

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

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

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.

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