Psalms 30

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I will praise you as high above all, LORD, because you drew me up as from a well and did not give my enemies the joy of seeing me fall. LORD, my God, I shouted to you for help, and you made me well. LORD, you brought me back up from Sheol; you kept me alive and did not let me sink into the pit. Make music to the LORD, all you who are loyal to him; give thanks as you call to mind his holy name. For his anger is over in a moment, but in his favor there is life; weeping may come to spend the night, but at dawn there are shouts of joy. When things were going well for me, I said, “Nothing will ever shake me.” LORD, in your kindness you had made me firm as a mountain; then you hid your face, and I was overcome with fear. I called out to you, LORD; I begged the Lord for mercy. “What would anyone gain from my death, from my going down into the pit? Can dust give thanks to you? Can it speak of how faithful you are? Listen, LORD, and show me grace; LORD, come and help me.” You have changed my lament into dancing; you took off my sackcloth and dressed me in joy, so that with all that is in me I may make music to you and not keep quiet. LORD my God, I will give you thanks for all time.

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