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Psalm 30

Thanksgiving for Recovery from Grave Illness

A Psalm. A Song at the dedication of the temple. Of David.

I will extol you, O Lord, for you have drawn me up
    and did not let my foes rejoice over me.(A)
O Lord my God, I cried to you for help,
    and you have healed me.(B)
O Lord, you brought up my soul from Sheol,
    restored me to life from among those gone down to the Pit.[a](C)

Sing praises to the Lord, O you his faithful ones,
    and give thanks to his holy name.(D)
For his anger is but for a moment;
    his favor is for a lifetime.
Weeping may linger for the night,
    but joy comes with the morning.(E)

As for me, I said in my prosperity,
    “I shall never be moved.”
By your favor, O Lord,
    you had established me as a strong mountain;
you hid your face;
    I was dismayed.(F)

To you, 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 you?
    Will it tell of your faithfulness?(G)
10 Hear, O Lord, and be gracious to me!
    O Lord, be my helper!”[b]

11 You have turned my mourning into dancing;
    you have taken off my sackcloth
    and clothed me with joy,(H)
12 so that my soul[c] may praise you and not be silent.
    O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever.(I)

Footnotes

  1. 30.3 Or that I should not go down to the Pit
  2. 30.10 Or The Lord heard and was gracious to me; the Lord became my helper
  3. 30.12 Heb that glory

A Prayer of Thanksgiving[a]

30 I praise you, Lord, because you have saved me
    and kept my enemies from gloating over me.
I cried to you for help, O Lord my God,
    and you healed me;
    you kept me from the grave.
I was on my way to the depths below,[b]
    but you restored my life.

Sing praise to the Lord,
    all his faithful people!
Remember what the Holy One has done,
    and give him thanks!
His anger lasts only a moment,
    his goodness for a lifetime.
Tears may flow in the night,
    but joy comes in the morning.

I felt secure and said to myself,
    “I will never be defeated.”
You were good to me, Lord;
    you protected me like a mountain fortress.
But then you hid yourself from me,
    and I was afraid.

I called to you, Lord;
    I begged for your help:
“What will you gain from my death?
    What profit from my going to the grave?
Are dead people able to praise you?
    Can they proclaim your unfailing goodness?
10 Hear me, Lord, and be merciful!
    Help me, Lord!”

11 You have changed my sadness into a joyful dance;
    you have taken away my sorrow
    and surrounded me with joy.
12 So I will not be silent;
    I will sing praise to you.
Lord, you are my God;
    I will give you thanks forever.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 30:1 HEBREW TITLE: A song for the dedication of the Temple; a psalm by David.
  2. Psalm 30:3 The world of the dead (see 6.5).