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, a song at the dedication of the temple, of David.” I will extol thee, O Lord; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not suffered my enemies to rejoice over me.

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

O Lord my God, I cried loudly 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 h7585)

O Lord, thou hast brought up from the nether world my soul: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not 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 unto the Lord, O ye his pious ones, and give thanks to the memorial 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 his anger is momentary, [but] life is in his favor: in the evening [cometh] weeping to stay for a night, but in the morning, there is joyful song.

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

And I had said indeed 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.

Lord, by thy favor hadst thou caused my mountain to stand in strength: thou didst hide thy face, [and] I was terrified.

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

Unto thee, O Lord, will I call; and unto the Lord 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 the grave? Shall the dust thank thee? shall it announce thy truth?

10 Hear, O YHWH, and favor me, O YHWH, be a helper to me.”

Hear, O Lord, and be gracious unto me: Lord, be thou a helper unto me.

11 You have turned my mourning to dancing for me, You have loosed my sackcloth, And gird me [with] joy.

Thou hast changed my mourning into dancing for me; thou hast loosened my sack-cloth, and girded me with joy.

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

To the end that my glorious soul may sing praise to thee, and never be silent. O Lord my God, for ever will I give thanks unto thee.