Psalms 30

1 [A Psalm. A Song for the Dedication of the Temple. By David.] I will extol you, YHWH, for you have raised me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.

For the end, a Psalm and Song at the dedication of the house of David. I will exalt thee, O Lord; for thou hast lifted me up, and not caused mine enemies to rejoice over me.

2 YHWH my God, I cried to you, and you have healed me.

O Lord my God, I cried to thee, and thou didst heal me.

3 YHWH, you have brought up my soul from Sheol. You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

O Lord, thou hast brought up my soul from Hades, thou hast delivered me from [among] them that go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sing praise to YHWH, you his faithful ones. Give thanks to his holy name.

Sing to the Lord, ye his saints, and give thanks for the remembrance of his holiness.

5 For his anger is but for a moment. His favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may stay for the night, but joy comes in the morning.

For anger is in his wrath, but life in his favour: weeping shall tarry for the evening, but joy shall be in the morning.

6 As for me, I said in my prosperity, "I shall never be moved."

And I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.

7 You, YHWH, when you favored me, made my mountain stand strong; but when you hid your face, I was troubled.

O Lord, in thy good pleasure thou didst add strength to my beauty: but thou didst turn away thy face, and I was troubled.

8 I cried to you, YHWH. To YHWH I made petition:

To thee, O Lord, will I cry; and to my God will I make supplication.

9 "What profit is there in my destruction, if I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? Shall it declare your truth?

What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to destruction? Shall the dust give praise to thee? or shall it declare thy truth?

10 Hear, YHWH, and have mercy on me. YHWH, be my helper."

The Lord heard, and had compassion upon me; the Lord is become my helper.

11 You have turned my mourning into dancing for me. You have removed my sackcloth, and clothed me with gladness,

Thou hast turned my mourning into joy for me: thou hast rent off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;

12 To the end that my heart may sing praise to you, and not be silent. YHWH my God, I will give thanks to you forever.

that my glory may sing praise to thee, and I may not be pierced [with sorrow]. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to thee for ever.