Psalm 29:1–30:12

¹Ascribe to the Lord, O heavenly beings,¹

^cascribe to the Lord glory and strength.

²Ascribe to the Lord the glory due his name;

worship the Lord in ^dthe splendor of holiness.²

³The voice of the Lord is over ^ethe waters;

the God of glory ^fthunders,

the Lord, over many waters.

⁴The voice of the Lord is ^gpowerful;

the voice of the Lord is full of majesty.

⁵The voice of the Lord breaks the cedars;

the Lord breaks ^hthe cedars of Lebanon.

⁶He makes Lebanon to ⁱskip like a calf,

and ^jSirion like a young ^kwild ox.

⁷The voice of the Lord flashes forth flames of fire.

⁸The voice of the Lord shakes the wilderness;

the Lord shakes the wilderness of ^lKadesh.

⁹The voice of the Lord makes ^mthe deer give birth³

and strips the forests bare,

and in his temple all cry, “Glory!”

¹⁰The Lord sits enthroned over ⁿthe flood;

the Lord sits enthroned ^oas king forever.

¹¹May the Lord give ^pstrength to his people!

May the Lord bless⁴ his people with ^qpeace!

Joy Comes with the Morning

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

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

and have not let my foes ^trejoice over me.

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

and you have ^vhealed me.

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

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

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

and ^zgive thanks to his holy name.²

^5aFor 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.

⁶As for me, I said in my ^eprosperity,

“I shall never be ^fmoved.”

⁷By your favor, O Lord,

you made my ^gmountain stand strong;

you ^hhid your face;

I was ⁱdismayed.

⁸To 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?

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

O Lord, be my helper!”

¹¹You have turned for me my mourning into ^mdancing;

you have loosed my sackcloth

and clothed me with gladness,

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

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