Psalms 30

1 I will extol you, O LORD; for you have lifted me up, and have 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 you, and you have healed me.

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

3 O LORD, you have brought up my soul from the grave: you have 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 you 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 endures but a moment; in his favor is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes 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 your favor you have made my mountain to stand strong: you did hide your 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 you, 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 you? shall it declare your 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 on me: LORD, be you my helper.

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

11 You have turned for me my mourning into dancing: you have 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 you, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks to you 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.