Psalms

A Melody. A Song for the Dedication of the House. David’s.

30 I will extol thee, O Yahweh, For thou hast drawn me up,—And not suffered my foes to rejoice over me.

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 shew 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.