Psalms 30
30
He Healed Me
King David’s poetic praise to God
A song for the Feast of Dedication of the dwelling place
1Lord, I will exalt you and lift you high,
for you have lifted me up on high!
Over all my boasting, gloating enemies,
you made me to triumph.
2O Lord, my healing God,
I cried out for a miracle and you healed me!
3You brought me back from the brink of death,
from the depths below.
Now here I am, alive and well, fully restored!
4O sing and make melody, you steadfast lovers of God.
Give thanks to him every time you reflect on his holiness!
5I’ve learned that his anger lasts for a moment,
but his loving favor lasts a lifetime! # 30:5 The Septuagint reads “There is wrath in his anger but life in his will [promise].”
We may weep through the night,
but at daybreak it will turn into shouts of ecstatic joy.
6-7I remember boasting, “I’ve got it made!
Nothing can stop me now!
I’m God’s favored one; he’s made me steady as a mountain!”
But then suddenly, you hid your face from me.
I was panic-stricken and became depressed.
8Still I cried out to you, Lord God. I shouted out for mercy, saying,
9“What would you gain in my death,
if I were to go down to the depths of darkness?
Will a grave sing your song?
How could death’s dust declare your faithfulness?”
10So hear me now, Lord; show me your famous mercy.
O God, be my Savior and rescue me!
11Then he broke through and transformed all my wailing
into a whirling dance of ecstatic praise!
He has torn the veil and lifted from me
the sad heaviness of mourning.
He wrapped me in the glory-garments of gladness.
12How could I be silent when it’s time to praise you?
Now my heart sings out, bursting with joy—
a bliss inside that keeps me singing,
“I can never thank you enough!”
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1I give you all the credit, God—
you got me out of that mess,
you didn’t let my foes gloat.
2-3 God, my God, I yelled for help
and you put me together.
God, you pulled me out of the grave,
gave me another chance at life
when I was down-and-out.
4-5All you saints! Sing your hearts out to God!
Thank him to his face!
He gets angry once in a while, but across
a lifetime there is only love.
The nights of crying your eyes out
give way to days of laughter.
6-7When things were going great
I crowed, “I’ve got it made.
I’m God’s favorite.
He made me king of the mountain.”
Then you looked the other way
and I fell to pieces.
8-10I called out to you, God;
I laid my case before you:
“Can you sell me for a profit when I’m dead?
auction me off at a cemetery yard sale?
When I’m ‘dust to dust’ my songs
and stories of you won’t sell.
So listen! and be kind!
Help me out of this!”
11-12You did it: you changed wild lament
into whirling dance;
You ripped off my black mourning band
and decked me with wildflowers.
I’m about to burst with song;
I can’t keep quiet about you.
God, my God,
I can’t thank you enough.
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