Psalm 30

A Psalm and Song at the dedication of the house of David.

1        Lord, I will thee extol, for thou

                   hast lifted me on high,

          And over me thou to rejoice

                   mad'st not mine enemy.

2        O thou who art the Lord my God,

                   I in distress to thee,

          With loud cries lifted up my voice,

                   and thou hast healed me.

3        O Lord, my soul thou hast brought up,

                   and rescu'd from the grave;

          That I to pit should not go down,

                   alive thou didst me save.

4        O ye that are his holy ones,

                   sing praise unto the Lord;

          And give unto him thanks, when ye

                   his holiness record.

5        For but a moment lasts his wrath;

                   life in his favour lies:

          Weeping may for a night endure,

                   at morn doth joy arise.

6        In my prosperity I said,

                   that nothing shall me move.

7        O Lord, thou hast my mountain made

                   to stand strong by thy love:

          But when that thou, O gracious God,

                   didst hide thy face from me,

          Then quickly was my prosp'rous state

                   turn'd into misery.

8        Wherefore unto the Lord my cry

                   I caused to ascend:

          My humble supplication

                   I to the Lord did send.

9        What profit is there in my blood,

                   when I go down to pit?

          Shall unto thee the dust give praise?

                   thy truth declare shall it?

10      Hear, Lord, have mercy; help me, Lord:

11               Thou turned hast my sadness

          To dancing; yea, my sackcloth loos'd,

                   and girded me with gladness;

12      That sing thy praise my glory may,

                   and never silent be.

          O Lord my God, for evermore

                   I will give thanks to thee.