Psalms 30

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

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

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

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

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

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

4 Sing to the LORD, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.

Sing praise to the LORD, you his faithful ones. Give thanks to his holy name.

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

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.

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

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

7 LORD, by thy favor thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face, [and] I was troubled.

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

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

I cried to you, LORD. To the LORD I made petition:

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

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

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

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

You have turned my mourning into dancing for me. You have removed my sackcloth, and clothed 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 to thee for ever.

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