Psalms 30

1 A Psalm. — A song of the dedication of the house of David. I exalt Thee, O Jehovah, For Thou hast drawn me up, and hast not let mine enemies rejoice over me.

A PSALM. A SONG OF THE DEDICATION OF THE HOUSE OF DAVID. I exalt You, O YHWH, For You have drawn me up, And have not let my enemies rejoice over me.

2 Jehovah my God, I have cried to Thee, And Thou dost heal me.

My God YHWH, I have cried to You, And You heal me.

3 Jehovah, Thou hast brought up from Sheol my soul, Thou hast kept me alive, From going down [to] the pit. (Sheol h7585)

YHWH, You have brought up my soul from Sheol, You have kept me alive, From going down [to] the pit. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sing praise to Jehovah, ye His saints, And give thanks at the remembrance of His holiness,

Sing praise to YHWH, you His saints, And give thanks at the remembrance of His holiness,

5 For — a moment [is] in His anger, Life [is] in His good-will, At even remaineth weeping, and at morn singing.

For—a moment [is] in His anger, Life [is] in His goodwill, At evening remains weeping, and at morning singing.

6 And I — I have said in mine ease, 'I am not moved — to the age.

And I have said in my ease, “I am not moved for all time.

7 O Jehovah, in Thy good pleasure, Thou hast caused strength to remain for my mountain,' Thou hast hidden Thy face — I have been troubled.

O YHWH, in Your good pleasure, You have caused strength to remain for my mountain,” You have hidden Your face—I have been troubled.

8 Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, And unto Jehovah I make supplication.

To You, O YHWH, I call, And to YHWH I make supplication.

9 'What gain [is] in my blood? In my going down unto corruption? Doth dust thank Thee? doth it declare Thy truth?

“What gain [is] in my blood? In my going down to corruption? Does dust thank You? Does it declare Your truth?

10 Hear, O Jehovah, and favour me, O Jehovah, be a helper to me.'

Hear, O YHWH, and favor me, O YHWH, be a helper to me.”

11 Thou hast turned my mourning to dancing for me, Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, And girdest me [with] joy.

You have turned my mourning to dancing for me, You have loosed my sackcloth, And gird me [with] joy.

12 So that honour doth praise Thee, and is not silent, O Jehovah, my God, to the age I thank Thee!

So that glory praises You, and is not silent, O YHWH, my God, I thank You for all time!