Psalms 30

1 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.

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 Yahweh my God, I cried to you for help, and you healed me.

Jehovah my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.

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

Jehovah, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol, thou hast quickened me from among those that go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sing praises to Yahweh, you his faithful people! Give thanks when you remember his holiness.

Sing psalms unto Jehovah, ye saints of his, and give thanks in remembrance of his holiness.

5 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.

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

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

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

Jehovah, by thy favour thou hadst made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled.

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

I called to thee, Jehovah, and unto the Lord did I make supplication:

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

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, Yahweh, and have mercy on me! Yahweh, be my helper.

Hear, O Jehovah, and be gracious unto me; Jehovah, be my helper.

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

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

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

That [my] glory may sing psalms of thee, and not be silent. Jehovah my God, I will praise thee for ever.