Mourning Into Dancing

(Psalm 30:1-5, 8-12)

I will extol You, O Yahuah,

For You have lifted me up

You have not let my foes rejoice over me

I cried out to You and You healed me

You brought my soul up from the grave

You have kept me alive from the pit of the grave

You have turned for me

My mourning into dancing

You’ve put off my sackcloth

And clothed me in gladness

To the end that my glory may sing

Praises to You, and not be silent.

O Yahuah, my Elohiym,  O Yahuah, my Elohiym

I will give thanks to You forever.

What profit is there in my blood, Yahuah,

When I go down to the pit?

Will the dust praise You, or declare Your truth?

Hear me, O Yahuah, and have mercy on me

Be my Helper and my yeshua,

For to You is my voice and my supplication

You have turned for me

My mourning into dancing

You’ve put off my sackcloth

And clothed me in gladness

To the end that my glory may sing

Praises to You, and not be silent.

O Yahuah, my Elohiym,  O Yahuah, my Elohiym

I will give thanks to You forever

I will sing praises to Yah with His saints 

I will give thanks and remember His Name

For His anger is but for a moment

But His covenant favor’s for life

Weeping may endure for a night

But joy comes in the morning 

Yes, JOY comes in the morning

2022

PSALM 30  (KJV)

1  I will extol Thee, O YAHUAH; for Thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.

² O YAHUAH my God, I cried unto Thee, and Thou hast healed me.

³ O YAHUAH, Thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: Thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.

⁴ Sing unto YAHUAH, O ye saints of His, and give thanks at the remembrance of His holiness (His Holy Name),

⁵ For His anger endureth but a moment; in His favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.

⁸  I cried to Thee, O YAHUAH; and unto YAHUAH I made supplication.

⁹ What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise Thee? shall it declare Thy truth?

¹⁰ Hear, O YAHUAH, and have mercy upon me: YAH, be Thou my helper.

¹¹ Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: Thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;

¹² To the end that my glory may sing praise to Thee, and not be silent. O YAHUAH my God, I will give thanks unto Thee for ever.

(edits mine)