Psalms

The first book of Psalms, song 30, New English Translation and King James Version

Psalm 30

New English Translation

A psalm - a song used at the dedication of the temple; by David.

   1 I will praise you, O LORD, for you lifted me up, and did not allow my enemies to gloat over me.
   2 O LORD my God, I cried out to you and you healed me.
   3 O LORD, you pulled me up from Sheol; you rescued me from among those descending into the grave.
   4 Sing to the LORD, you faithful followers of his; give thanks to his holy name.
   5 For his anger lasts only a brief moment, and his good favor restores one's life. One may experience sorrow during the night, but joy arrives in the morning.
   6 In my self-confidence I said, "I will never be upended."
   7 O LORD, in your good favor you made me secure. Then you rejected me and I was terrified.
   8 To you, O LORD, I cried out; I begged the LORD for mercy:
   9 "What profit is there in taking my life, in my descending into the Pit? Can the dust of the grave praise you? Can it declare your loyalty?
   10 Hear, O LORD, and have mercy on me! O LORD, deliver me!"
   11 Then you turned my lament into dancing; you removed my sackcloth and covered me with joy.
   12 So now my heart will sing to you and not be silent; O LORD my God, I will always give thanks to you.

King James Version

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

   1 I will extol thee, O LORD; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.
   2 O LORD my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
   3 O LORD, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
   4 Sing unto the LORD, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.
   5 For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
   6 And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.
   7 LORD, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled.
   8 I cried to thee, O LORD; and unto the LORD I made supplication.
   9 What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
   10 Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou my helper.
   11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
   12 To 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.