Chapter 30
1 A Psalm. A song for the dedication of the temple. Of David. I will exalt You, O LORD, for You have lifted me up and have not allowed my foes to rejoice over me.
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2 O LORD my God, I cried to You for help, and You healed me.
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3 O LORD, You pulled me up from Sheol; You spared me from descending into the Pit.
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4 Sing to the LORD, O you His saints, and praise His holy name.1
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- Or and praise the memorial of His holiness; see Exodus 3:15.
5 For His anger is fleeting, but His favor lasts a lifetime. Weeping may stay the night, but joy comes in the morning.
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6 In prosperity I said, “I will never be shaken.”
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7 O LORD, You favored me; You made my mountain stand strong. When You hid Your face, I was dismayed.
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8 To You, O LORD, I called, and I begged my Lord for mercy:
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9 “What gain is there in my bloodshed,1 in my descent to the Pit?2 Will the dust praise You? Will it proclaim Your faithfulness?
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- Or in my destruction
- Or to corruption
10 Hear me, O LORD, and have mercy; O LORD, be my helper.”
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11 You turned my mourning into dancing; You peeled off my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,
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12 that my heart may sing Your praises and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks forever.
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