Psalm 29:title–30:12

The Voice of God in a Great Storm

A Psalm of David.

¹Ascribe to the Lord, O heavenly beings,^y

ascribe to the Lord glory and strength.^*

²Ascribe to the Lord the glory of his name;

worship the Lord in holy splendor.^*

³The voice of the Lord is over the waters;

the God of glory thunders,

the Lord, over mighty waters.^*

⁴The voice of the Lord is powerful;

the voice of the Lord is full of majesty.^*

⁵The voice of the Lord breaks the cedars;

the Lord breaks the cedars of Lebanon.^*

⁶He makes Lebanon skip like a calf

and Sirion like a young wild 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 Kadesh.^*

⁹The voice of the Lord causes the oaks to whirl^z

and strips the forest bare,

and in his temple all say, “Glory!”^*

¹⁰The Lord sits enthroned over the flood;

the Lord sits enthroned as king forever.^*

¹¹May the Lord give strength to his people!

May the Lord bless his people with peace!^*

Psalm 30

Thanksgiving for Recovery from Grave Illness

A Psalm. A Song at the dedication of the temple. Of David.

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

and did not let my foes rejoice over me.^*

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

and you have healed me.^*

³O Lord, you brought up my soul from Sheol,

restored me to life from among those gone down to the Pit.^a*

⁴Sing praises to the Lord, O you his faithful ones,

and give thanks to his holy name.^*

⁵For his anger is but for a moment;

his favor is for a lifetime.

Weeping may linger for the night,

but joy comes with the morning.^*

⁶As for me, I said in my prosperity,

“I shall never be moved.”

⁷By your favor, O Lord,

you had established me as a strong mountain;

you hid your face;

I was dismayed.^*

⁸To you, O Lord, I cried,

and to the Lord I made supplication:

⁹“What profit is there in my death,

if I go down to the Pit?

Will the dust praise you?

Will it tell of your faithfulness?^*

¹⁰Hear, O Lord, and be gracious to me!

O Lord, be my helper!”^b

¹¹You have turned my mourning into dancing;

you have taken off my sackcloth

and clothed me with joy,^*

¹²so that my soul^c may praise you and not be silent.

O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever.^*