Psalm 30 - 32

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You Have Turned My Mourning into Dancing

A Psalm. A Song at the Dedication of the House. Of David.

I will exalt You, O Yahweh, for You have lifted me up,

And have not let my enemies be glad over me.

O Yahweh my God,

I cried to You for help, and You healed me.

O Yahweh, You have brought up my soul from Sheol;

You have kept me alive, that I would not go down to the pit.

Sing praise to Yahweh, you His holy ones,

And give thanks for the remembrance of His holy name.

For His anger is but for a moment,

His favor is for a lifetime;

Weeping may last for the night,

But a shout of joy comes in the morning.

Now as for me, I said in my prosperity,

“I will never be shaken.”

O Yahweh, by Your favor You have made my mountain to stand strong;

You hid Your face, I was dismayed.

To You, O Yahweh, I called,

And to the Lord I made supplication:

“What profit is there in my blood, if I go down to the pit?

Will the dust praise You? Will it declare Your truth?

“Hear, O Yahweh, and be gracious to me;

O Yahweh, be my helper.”

You have turned for me my mourning into dancing;

You have loosed my sackcloth and girded me with gladness,

That my glory may sing praise to You and not be silent.

O Yahweh my God, I will give thanks to You forever.

Into Your Hand I Commit My Spirit

For the choir director. A Psalm of David.

In You, O Yahweh, I have taken refuge;

Let me never be ashamed;

In Your righteousness protect me.

Incline Your ear to me, deliver me quickly;

Be to me a rock of strength,

A fortress to save me.

For You are my high rock and my fortress;

For Your name’s sake You will lead me and guide me.

You will bring me out of the net which they have secretly laid for me,

For You are my strength.

Into Your hand I commit my spirit;

You have ransomed me, O Yahweh, God of truth.

I hate those who regard worthless idols,

But I trust in Yahweh.

I will rejoice and be glad in Your lovingkindness,

Because You have seen my affliction;

You have known the troubles of my soul,

And You have not given me over into the hand of the enemy;

You have set my feet in a large place.

Be gracious to me, O Yahweh, for I am in distress;

My eye is wasted away from grief, my soul and my body also.

For my life is worn down with sorrow

And my years with sighing;

My strength fails because of my iniquity,

And my bones waste away.

Among all my adversaries, I have become a reproach,

Especially to my neighbors,

And an object of dread to my acquaintances;

Those who see me in the street flee from me.

I am forgotten like a dead man—out of mind—

I am like a broken vessel.

For I have heard the bad report of many,

Terror is on every side;

While they took counsel together against me,

They schemed to take my life.

But as for me, I trust in You, O Yahweh,

I say, “You are my God.”

My times are in Your hand;

Deliver me from the hand of my enemies and from those who pursue me.

Make Your face to shine upon Your slave;

Save me in Your lovingkindness.

O Yahweh, let me not be put to shame, for I call upon You;

Let the wicked be put to shame, let them be silent in Sheol.

Let the lying lips be mute,

Which speak arrogantly against the righteous

With lofty pride and contempt.

How great is Your goodness,

Which You have stored up for those who fear You,

Which You have worked for those who take refuge in You,

Before the sons of men!

You hide them in the secret place of Your presence from the conspiracies of man;

You keep them secretly in a shelter from the strife of tongues.

Blessed be Yahweh,

For He has made marvelous His lovingkindness to me in a besieged city.

As for me, I said in my alarm,

“I am cut off from before Your eyes”;

Nevertheless, You heard the voice of my supplications

When I cried to You for help.

Oh, love Yahweh, all you His holy ones!

Yahweh guards the faithful

But repays fully the one who acts in lofty pride.

Be strong and let your heart take courage,

All you who wait for Yahweh.

You Forgave the Iniquity of My Sin

Of David. A Maskil.

How blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven,

Whose sin is covered!

How blessed is the man whose iniquity Yahweh will not take into account,

And in whose spirit there is no deceit!

When I kept silent about my sin, my bones wasted away

Through my groaning all day long.

For day and night Your hand was heavy upon me;

My vitality was drained away as with the heat of summer. Selah.

I acknowledged my sin to You,

And my iniquity I did not cover up;

I said, “I will confess my transgressions to Yahweh;”

And You forgave the iniquity of my sin. Selah.

Therefore, let every holy one pray to You at a time when You may be found;

Surely in a flood of great waters they will not reach him.

You are my hiding place; You guard me from trouble;

You surround me with songs of deliverance. Selah.

I will give you insight and teach you in the way which you should go;

I will counsel you with My eye upon you.

Do not be as the horse or as the mule which have no understanding,

Whose harness are bit and bridle to control them,

Otherwise they will not come near you.

Many are the sorrows of the wicked,

But he who trusts in Yahweh, lovingkindness shall surround him.

Be glad in Yahweh and rejoice, you righteous ones;

And shout for joy, all you who are upright in heart.

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