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Psalm 30

Young's Literal Translation YLT

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.

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

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

4 Sing praise to Jehovah, ye 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.

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

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.

8 Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, And unto Jehovah 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?

10 Hear, O Jehovah, and favour me, O Jehovah, 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.

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

Holman Christian Standard Bible CSB

1 I will exalt You, Lord, because You have lifted me up and have not allowed my enemies to triumph over me.

2 Lord my God, I cried to You for help, and You healed me.

3 Lord, You brought me up from Sheol; You spared me from among those going down to the Pit.

4 Sing to the Lord, you His faithful ones, and praise His holy name.

5 For His anger lasts only a moment, but His favor, a lifetime. Weeping may spend the night, but there is joy in the morning.

6 When I was secure, I said, "I will never be shaken."

7 Lord, when You showed Your favor, You made me stand like a strong mountain; when You hid Your face, I was terrified.

8 Lord, I called to You; I sought favor from my Lord:

9 "What gain is there in my death, in my descending to the Pit? Will the dust praise You? Will it proclaim Your truth?

10 Lord, listen and be gracious to me; Lord, be my helper."

11 You turned my lament into dancing; You removed my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness,

12 so that I can sing to You and not be silent. Lord my God, I will praise You forever.