Joy Comes with the Morning

30 A Psalm of David. A song at the dedication of rthe temple.

1  I will sextol you, O Lord, for you have drawn me up

and have not let my foes trejoice over me.

2  O Lord my God, I ucried to you for help,

and you have vhealed me.

3  O Lord, you have brought up my soul from wSheol;

you restored me to life from among those who xgo down to the pit.1

4  Sing praises to the Lord, O you yhis saints,

and zgive thanks to his holy name.2

5  aFor his anger is but for a moment,

and bhis favor is for a lifetime.3

cWeeping may tarry for the night,

but djoy comes with the morning.

6  As for me, I said in my eprosperity,

“I shall never be fmoved.”

7  By your favor, O Lord,

you made my gmountain stand strong;

you hhid your face;

I was idismayed.

8  To you, O Lord, I cry,

and jto the Lord I plead for mercy:

9  “What profit is there in my death,4

if I go down to the pit?5

Will kthe dust praise you?

Will it tell of your faithfulness?

10  lHear, O Lord, and be merciful to me!

O Lord, be my helper!”

11  You have turned for me my mourning into mdancing;

you have loosed my sackcloth

and clothed me with gladness,

12  that my nglory may sing your praise and not be silent.

O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever!

The Faithful Have Vanished

12 To the choirmaster: according to The Sheminith.1 A Psalm of David.

1  Save, O Lord, for mthe godly one is gone;

for the faithful have vanished from among the children of man.

2  Everyone nutters lies to his neighbor;

with oflattering lips and pa double heart they speak.

3  May the Lord cut off all oflattering lips,

the tongue that makes qgreat boasts,

4  those who say, “With our tongue we will prevail,

our lips are with us; who is master over us?”

5  “Because rthe poor are plundered, because the needy groan,

sI will now arise,” says the Lord;

“I will place him in the tsafety for which he longs.”

6  uThe words of the Lord are pure words,

like silver refined in a furnace on the ground,

purified seven times.

7  You, O Lord, will keep them;

you will guard us2 from this generation forever.

8  On every side the wicked prowl,

as vileness is exalted among the children of man.

How Long, O Lord?

13 To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David.

1  vHow long, O Lord? Will you wforget me forever?

How long will you xhide your face from me?

2  How long must I take ycounsel in my soul

and have sorrow in my heart all the day?

How long shall my enemy be exalted over me?

3  zConsider and answer me, O Lord my God;

alight up my eyes, lest bI sleep the sleep of death,

4  clest my enemy say, “I have prevailed over him,”

lest my foes rejoice because I am dshaken.

5  But I have etrusted in your steadfast love;

my heart shall frejoice in your salvation.

6  I will sing to the Lord,

because he has dealt bountifully with me.