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- Chapter 30 -

You have turned my mourning into dancing

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A Canticle Psalm. In dedication to the house of David.
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I will extol you, Lord, for you have sustained me, and you have not allowed my enemies to delight over me.
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O Lord my God, I have cried out to you, and you have healed me.
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Lord, you led my soul away from Hell. You have saved me from those who descend into the pit.
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Sing a psalm to the Lord, you his saints, and confess with remembrance of his holiness.
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For wrath is in his indignation, and life is in his will. Toward evening, weeping will linger, and toward morning, gladness.
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But I have said in my abundance: “I will never be disturbed.”
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O Lord, in your will, you made virtue preferable to beauty for me. You turned your face away from me, and I became disturbed.
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To you, Lord, I will cry out. And I will make supplication to my God.
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What use would there be in my blood, if I descend into corruption? Will dust confess to you or announce your truth?
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The Lord has heard, and he has been merciful to me. The Lord has become my helper.
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You have turned my mourning into gladness for me. You have cut off my sackcloth, and you have surrounded me with joy.
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So then, may my glory sing to you, and may I not regret it. O Lord, my God, I will confess to you for eternity.

You have turned my mourning into dancing

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I will extol you, LORD, for you have raised me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.
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LORD my God, I cried to you, and you have healed me.
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LORD, you have brought up my soul from Sheol.(a) You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
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Sing praise to the LORD, you saints of his. Give thanks to his holy name.
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For his anger is but for a moment. His favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may stay for the night, but joy comes in the morning.
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As for me, I said in my prosperity, “I shall never be moved.”
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You, LORD, when you favored me, made my mountain stand strong; but when you hid your face, I was troubled.
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I cried to you, LORD. I made supplication to the Lord:
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“What profit is there in my destruction, if I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? Shall it declare your truth?
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Hear, LORD, and have mercy on me. LORD, be my helper.”
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You have turned my mourning into dancing for me. You have removed my sackcloth, and clothed me with gladness,
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to the end that my heart may sing praise to you, and not be silent. LORD my God, I will give thanks to you forever!

Footnotes

(a)30:3 Sheol is the place of the dead.
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