Psalms 30

1 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.

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

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

3 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)

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 praise to the LORD, you saints of his. Give thanks to his holy name.

Sing psalms unto Jehovah, ye saints of his, and give thanks in 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 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 As for me, I said in my prosperity, “I shall never be moved.”

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

7 You, LORD, when you favored me, made my mountain stand strong; 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, LORD. I made supplication to the Lord:

I called to thee, Jehovah, and unto the Lord did 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, in my going down to the pit? shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?

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

Hear, O Jehovah, and be gracious unto me; Jehovah, be 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 for me my mourning into dancing; thou hast loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;

12 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!

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