感恩的祷告

大卫的诗,作献殿之歌。

30 耶和华啊,我要赞美你,
因为你救我脱离危难,
不让我的仇敌幸灾乐祸。
我的上帝耶和华啊,
我呼求你,你就医治了我。
耶和华啊,你从阴间把我救出,
没有让我落入坟墓。
耶和华忠心的子民啊,
你们要歌颂祂,
赞美祂的圣名。
因为祂的怒气瞬间消逝,
祂的恩惠却持续一生。
我们虽然整夜哭泣,
早晨必定欢呼。
我在顺境中曾说:
“我永不动摇。”
耶和华啊,
你向我施恩,我便稳固如山;
你掩面不理我,我就惊慌失措。
耶和华啊,我向你呼求,
恳求你怜悯,说:
“耶和华啊,
我被毁灭、落入坟墓有何益处?
我归于尘土,还能赞美你、
宣扬你的信实吗?
10 耶和华啊,求你垂听我的呼求,怜悯我!
耶和华啊,求你帮助我!”
11 你把我的哀哭变成了舞步,
为我脱下悲伤的麻衣,
披上喜乐的外袍,
12 好叫我从心底歌颂你,
不致默然无声。
我的上帝耶和华啊,
我要永远向你感恩!

A psalm by David sung at the dedication of the temple.

30 I will honor you highly, O Lord,
because you have pulled me out ⌞of the pit⌟
and have not let my enemies rejoice over me.
O Lord my God,
I cried out to you for help,
and you healed me.
O Lord, you brought me up from the grave.
You called me back to life
from among those who had gone into the pit.
Make music to praise the Lord, you faithful people who belong to him.
Remember his holiness by giving thanks.
His anger lasts only a moment.
His favor lasts a lifetime.
Weeping may last for the night,
but there is a song of joy in the morning.

When all was well with me, I said,
“I will never be shaken.”
O Lord, by your favor you have made my mountain stand firm.
When you hid your face, I was terrified.
I will cry out to you, O Lord.
I will plead to the Lord for mercy:
“How will you profit if my blood is shed,
if I go into the pit?
Will the dust ⌞of my body⌟ give thanks to you?
Will it tell about your truth?”
10 Hear, O Lord, and have pity on me!
O Lord, be my helper!
11 You have changed my sobbing into dancing.
You have removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy
12 so that my soul [a] may praise you with music and not be silent.
O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever.

Footnotes

  1. 30:12 Or “glory.”

Thanksgiving for Recovery from Grave Illness

A Psalm of David. A Song at the dedication of the Temple.

30 I will extol thee, O Lord, for thou hast drawn me up,
    and hast not let my foes rejoice over me.
O Lord my God, I cried to thee for help,
    and thou hast healed me.
O Lord, thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol,
    restored me to life from among those gone down to the Pit.[a]

Sing praises to the Lord, O you his saints,
    and give thanks to his holy name.
For his anger is but for a moment,
    and his favor is for a lifetime.
Weeping may tarry for the night,
    but joy comes with the morning.

As for me, I said in my prosperity,
    “I shall never be moved.”
By thy favor, O Lord,
    thou hadst established me as a strong mountain;
thou didst hide thy face,
    I was dismayed.

To thee, O Lord, I cried;
    and to the Lord I made supplication:
“What profit is there in my death,
    if I go down to the Pit?
Will the dust praise thee?
    Will it tell of thy faithfulness?
10 Hear, O Lord, and be gracious to me!
    O Lord, be thou my helper!”

11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing;
    thou hast loosed my sackcloth
    and girded me with gladness,
12 that my soul[b] may praise thee and not be silent.
    O Lord my God, I will give thanks to thee for ever.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 30:3 Or that I should not go down to the Pit
  2. Psalm 30:12 Heb that glory