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.

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 My God YHWH, I have cried to You, And You heal me.

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

3 YHWH, You have brought up my soul from Sheol, You have kept me alive, From going 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 praise to YHWH, you His saints, 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—a moment [is] in His anger, Life [is] in His goodwill, At evening remains weeping, and at morning singing.

For wrath is in his indignation, and life is in his will. Toward evening, weeping will linger, and toward morning, gladness.

6 And I have said in my ease, “I am not moved for all time.

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

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 will, you made virtue preferable to beauty for me. You turned your face away from me, and I became disturbed.

8 To You, O YHWH, I call, And to YHWH I make supplication.

To you, Lord, I will cry out. And I will make supplication to my God.

9 “What gain [is] in my blood? In my going down to corruption? Does dust thank You? Does 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 YHWH, and favor me, O YHWH, be a helper to me.”

The Lord has heard, and he has been merciful to me. The Lord has 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 gladness for me. You have cut off my sackcloth, and you have surrounded me with joy.

12 So that glory praises You, and is not silent, O YHWH, my God, I thank You for all time!

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.