Psalms 30

Rotherham(i) 1 A Melody. A Song for the Dedication of the House. David’s. 2 O Yahweh, my God, I cried for help unto thee, and thou hast healed me. 3 O Yahweh! thou hast lifted, out of hades, my soul, Thou hast brought me back to life, from among those who were going down to the pit. 4 Sweep the strings to Yahweh, ye his men of lovingkindness, and give ye praise at the mention of his holiness. 5 For there is, a Moment, in his anger, a Life-time, in his good-pleasure, In the evening, cometh Weeping to lodge, But, by the morning, ‘tis a Shout of Triumph! 6 But, I, said, in my tranquility, I shall not be shaken to times age-abiding! 7 O Yahweh, in thy good-pleasure, hadst thou caused my mountain to stand, strong,—Thou didst hide thy face—I was dismayed! 8 Unto thee, O Yahweh, do I cry,—and, unto My Lord, do I make supplication: 9 What profit in my blood? in my going down into the pit? Can dust praise thee? Can it declare thy faithfulness? 10 Hear, O Yahweh, and show me favour, O Yahweh! become thou a helper unto me. 11 Thou hast turned my lamentation, into a dance for me,—Thou hast torn off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness: 12 To the end that mine honour should make melody unto thee, and not be silent. O Yahweh, my God! Unto times age-abiding, will I praise thee.