< Psalms 30 >

1 A PSALM. A SONG OF THE DEDICATION OF THE HOUSE OF DAVID. I exalt You, O YHWH, For You have drawn me up, And have not let my enemies rejoice over me.
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.
2 My God YHWH, I have cried to You, And You heal me.
O Lord my God, I cried to you, and you did heal me.
3 YHWH, You have brought up my soul from Sheol, You have kept me alive, From going down [to] the pit. (Sheol h7585)
O Lord, you have brought up my soul from Hades, you have delivered me from [amongst] them that go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
4 Sing praise to YHWH, you His saints, And give thanks at the remembrance of His holiness,
Sing to the Lord, you his saints, and give thanks for the remembrance of his holiness.
5 For—a moment [is] in His anger, Life [is] in His goodwill, At evening remains weeping, and at morning singing.
For anger is in his wrath, but life in his favour: weeping shall wait for the evening, but joy shall be in the morning.
6 And I have said in my ease, “I am not moved for all time.
And I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.
7 O YHWH, in Your good pleasure, You have caused strength to remain for my mountain,” You have hidden Your face—I have been troubled.
O Lord, in your good pleasure you did add strength to my beauty: but you did turn away your face, and I was troubled.
8 To You, O YHWH, I call, And to YHWH I make supplication.
To you, O Lord, will I cry; and to my God will I make supplication.
9 “What gain [is] in my blood? In my going down to corruption? Does dust thank You? Does it declare Your truth?
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?
10 Hear, O YHWH, and favor me, O YHWH, be a helper to me.”
The Lord heard, and had compassion upon me; the Lord is become my helper.
11 You have turned my mourning to dancing for me, You have loosed my sackcloth, And gird me [with] joy.
You have turned my mourning into joy for me: you have tore off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
12 So that glory praises You, and is not silent, O YHWH, my God, I thank You for all time!
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.

< Psalms 30 >