Psalm 30

LOrd, thou hast me advanc'd, I will
exalt thee with my voice,
Thou hast not made mine enemies
against me to rejoice.
O Lord my God, in my distresse,
I call'd and cri'd to thee,
Thou gav'st me answer to my sute,
and thou hast healed mee.

Thou hast, O Lord, preserv'd my life,
when I was neer the grave,
Thou hast kept me alive, my soul
thou from the pit didst save.
O all ye holy Saints of his
sing ye unto the Lord,
In memory of his holinesse,
praise him with one accord.

His anger but a moment lasts,
but life his favour brings,
Weeping may last a night, but joy
comes when the morning springs.
In prosp'rous times I said I shall
be moved at no hand,
When by thy favour thou hast made
my mountain strong to stand.

Thou didst but hide thy face, and I
was troubled by and by
Then cry'd I to the Lord my God,
my humble sute made I.
What gain is in my bloud when I
unto the pit go down?
Shall the dust speak and honour thee,
shall dust thy truth make known?

Hear me, O Lord God, when I pray,
have mercy upon me,
From me withdraw not thou thy self,
but, Lord, mine helper be.
My mourning into dancing now,
O Lord, is turn'd by thee,
My sackcloth thou tookst off, and hast
with gladnesse girded mee.

That my tongue may not cease, but still
sing praises thee before,
O Lord my God, to thee will I
give thanks for evermore.