< 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 Psalm of David: dedication-song of the house. I will extol thee, Jehovah; for thou hast delivered me, and hast not made mine enemies to rejoice over me.
2 My God YHWH, I have cried to You, And You heal me.
Jehovah my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
3 YHWH, You have brought up my soul from Sheol, You have kept me alive, From going down [to] the pit. (Sheol )
Jehovah, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol, thou hast quickened me from among those that go down to the pit. (Sheol )
4 Sing praise to YHWH, you His saints, And give thanks at the remembrance of His holiness,
Sing psalms unto Jehovah, ye saints of his, and give thanks in 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 a moment [is passed] in his anger, a life in his favour; at even weeping cometh for the night, and at morn there is rejoicing.
6 And I have said in my ease, “I am not moved for all time.
As for me, 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.
Jehovah, by thy favour thou hadst made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled.
8 To You, O YHWH, I call, And to YHWH I make supplication.
I called to thee, Jehovah, and unto the Lord did 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, in my going down to the pit? shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
10 Hear, O YHWH, and favor me, O YHWH, be a helper to me.”
Hear, O Jehovah, and be gracious unto me; Jehovah, be my helper.
11 You have turned my mourning to dancing for me, You have loosed my sackcloth, And gird me [with] joy.
Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing; thou hast loosed 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 psalms of thee, and not be silent. Jehovah my God, I will praise thee for ever.