Psalms 30
30
Psalm 30
A psalm by David sung at the dedication of the temple.
1I will honor you highly, O Lord,
because you have pulled me out ⌞of the pit⌟
and have not let my enemies rejoice over me.
2O Lord my God,
I cried out to you for help,
and you healed me.
3O Lord, you brought me up from the grave.
You called me back to life
from among those who had gone into the pit.
4Make music to praise the Lord, you faithful people who belong to him.
Remember his holiness by giving thanks.
5His anger lasts only a moment.
His favor lasts a lifetime.
Weeping may last for the night,
but there is a song of joy in the morning.
6When all was well with me, I said,
“I will never be shaken.”
7O Lord, by your favor you have made my mountain stand firm.
When you hid your face, I was terrified.
8I will cry out to you, O Lord.
I will plead to the Lord for mercy:
9“How will you profit if my blood is shed,
if I go into the pit?
Will the dust ⌞of my body⌟ give thanks to you?
Will it tell about your truth?”
10Hear, O Lord, and have pity on me!
O Lord, be my helper!
11You have changed my sobbing into dancing.
You have removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy
12so that my soul #30:12 Or “glory.” may praise you with music and not be silent.
O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever.
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Psalms 30
30
A Psalm; a Song at the Dedication of the House; a Psalm of David.
1I will extol thee, O LORD; for thou hast raised me up,
And hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.
2O LORD my God,
I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
3O LORD, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol:
Thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
4Sing praise unto the LORD, O ye saints of his,
And give thanks to his holy name.
5For his anger is but for a moment;
In his favour is life:
Weeping may tarry for the night,
But joy cometh in the morning.
6As for me, I said in my prosperity,
I shall never be moved.
7Thou, LORD, of thy favour hadst made my mountain to stand strong:
Thou didst hide thy face; I was troubled.
8I cried to thee, O LORD;
And unto the LORD I made supplication:
9What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit?
Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
10Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me:
LORD, be thou my helper.
11Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing;
Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness:
12To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent.
O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.
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