Psa PsalmsPsalmid, psalm Book of PsalmsPsalmide raamat, psalm 30

You Turned My Mourning into Dancing

A Psalm. A song for the dedication of the temple. Of David.

I will exalt You, O LORD,

for You have lifted me up

and have not allowed my foes

to rejoice over me.

O LORD my God, I cried to You for help,

and You healed me.

O LORD, You pulled me up from Sheol;

You spared me from descending into the Pit.

Sing to the LORD, O you His saints,

and praise His holy name.(a)30:4 Or and praise the memorial of His holiness; see Exodus 3:15.

For His anger is fleeting,

but His favor lasts a lifetime.

Weeping may stay the night,

but joy comes in the morning.

In prosperity I said,

“I will never be shaken.”

O LORD, You favored me;

You made my mountain stand strong.

When You hid Your face,

I was dismayed.

To You, O LORD, I called,

and I begged my Lord for mercy:

“What gain is there in my bloodshed,(b)30:9 Or in my destruction

in my descent to the Pit?(c)30:9 Or to corruption

Will the dust praise You?

Will it proclaim Your faithfulness?

Hear me, O LORD, and have mercy;

O LORD, be my helper.”

You turned my mourning into dancing;

You peeled off my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,

that my heart may sing Your praises and not be silent.

O LORD my God, I will give thanks forever.