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Psalm 30

Common English Bible CEB

1 I exalt you, LORD, because you pulled me up; you didn't let my enemies celebrate over me.

2 LORD, my God, I cried out to you for help, and you healed me.

3 LORD, you brought me up from the grave, brought me back to life from among those going down to the pit.

4 You who are faithful to the LORD, sing praises to him; give thanks to his holy name!

5 His anger lasts for only a second, but his favor lasts a lifetime. Weeping may stay all night, but by morning, joy!

6 When I was comfortable, I said, "I will never stumble."

7 Because it pleased you, LORD, you made me a strong mountain. But then you hid your presence. I was terrified.

8 I cried out to you, LORD. I begged my Lord for mercy:

9 "What is to be gained by my spilled blood, by my going down into the pit? Does dust thank you? Does it proclaim your faithfulness?

10 LORD, listen and have mercy on me! LORD, be my helper!"

11 You changed my mourning into dancing. You took off my funeral clothes and dressed me up in joy

12 so that my whole being might sing praises to you and never stop. LORD, my God, I will give thanks to you forever.

The Message Bible MSG

1 I give you all the credit, God - you got me out of that mess, you didn't let my foes gloat.

2 God, my God, I yelled for help and you put me together.

3 God, you pulled me out of the grave, gave me another chance at life when I was down-and-out.

4 All you saints! Sing your hearts out to God! Thank him to his face!

5 He gets angry once in a while, but across a lifetime there is only love. The nights of crying your eyes out give way to days of laughter.

6 When things were going great I crowed, "I've got it made.

7 I'm God's favorite. He made me king of the mountain." Then you looked the other way and I fell to pieces.

8 I called out to you, God; I laid my case before you:

9 "Can you sell me for a profit when I'm dead? auction me off at a cemetery yard sale? When I'm 'dust to dust' my songs and stories of you won't sell.

10 So listen! and be kind! Help me out of this!"

11 You did it: you changed wild lament into whirling dance; You ripped off my black mourning band and decked me with wildflowers.

12 I'm about to burst with song; I can't keep quiet about you. God, my God, I can't thank you enough.