Psalms 30

1 A Psalm; a Song at the Dedication of the House; [a Psalm] of David. I will extol thee, O LORD; for thou hast raised me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.

“A psalm of David. To the air of songs for the dedication of a house.” I will extol thee, O LORD! for thou hast lifted me up, And hast not suffered my enemies to rejoice over me.

2 O LORD my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.

O Jehovah, my God! I called upon thee, and thou hast healed me!

3 O LORD, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

O LORD! thou hast raised me up from the underworld; Thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sing praise unto the LORD, O ye saints of his, and give thanks to his holy name.

Sing unto the LORD, O ye his servants! And praise his holy name!

5 For his anger is but for a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may tarry for the night, but joy [cometh] in the morning.

For his anger endureth but a moment, But his favor through life; In the evening sorrow may be a guest, But joy cometh in the morning.

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

I said in my prosperity, “I shall never be moved!”

7 Thou, LORD, of thy favour hadst made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled.

Thou, O LORD! by thy favor, hast made my mountain to stand strong; Thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled!

8 I cried to thee, O LORD; and unto the LORD I made supplication:

I cried unto thee, O LORD! To the LORD I made supplication:

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

“What will my blood profit thee, that I should go down to the pit? Can dust praise thee? Can it declare thy faithfulness?

10 Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou my helper.

Hear, O LORD! and have pity upon me! Be thou, LORD! my helper!”

11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing; thou hast loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness:

Thou didst turn my mourning into dancing; Thou didst loose my sackcloth, and gird me with gladness.

12 To the end that [my] glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.

Therefore I will sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O Jehovah, my God! I will give thanks to thee for ever!