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. A psalm of David. I will exalt you, Yahweh, for you have raised me up and have not allowed my enemies to rejoice over me.

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

Yahweh my God, I cried to you for help, and you 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)

Yahweh, you have brought up my soul from Sheol; you have kept me alive from going down to the grave. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sing praise to YHWH, you His saints, And give thanks at the remembrance of His holiness,

Sing praises to Yahweh, you his faithful people! Give thanks when you remember 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 only for a moment; but his favor is for a lifetime. Weeping comes for a night, but joy comes in the morning.

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

In confidence I said, “I will never be shaken.”

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.

Yahweh, by your favor you established me as a strong mountain; but when you hid your face, I was troubled.

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

I cried to you, Yahweh, and sought favor from my Lord!

9 “What gain [is] in my blood? In my going down to corruption? Does dust thank You? Does it declare Your truth?

What advantage is there in my death, if I go down to the grave? Will the dust praise you? Will it declare your trustworthiness?

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

Hear, Yahweh, and have mercy on me! Yahweh, be 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 dancing; you have removed my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness.

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

So now my glory will sing praise to you and not be silent; Yahweh my God, I will give thanks to you forever!