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

O Jehovah, my God! I called upon 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)

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

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

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

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.

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 you, Yahweh, and sought favor from my Lord!

I cried unto thee, O LORD! To the LORD I made 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 will my blood profit thee, that I should go down to the pit? Can dust praise thee? Can it declare thy faithfulness?

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

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

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

Thou didst turn my mourning into dancing; Thou didst loose my sackcloth, and gird 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!

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