November 24, 2005

Thanks be to God.

I will exalt you, O LORD,
   for you lifted me out of the depths
   and did not let my enemies gloat over me.

O LORD my God, I called to you for help
   and you healed me.

O LORD, you brought me up from the grave;
   you spared me from going down into the pit.

Sing to the LORD, you saints of his;
   praise his holy name.

For his anger lasts only a moment,
   but his favor lasts a lifetime;
   weeping may remain for a night,
      but rejoicing comes in the morning.

When I felt secure, I said,
   "I will never be shaken."

O LORD, when you favored me,
   you made my mountain stand firm;
   but when you hid your face,
      I was dismayed.

To you, O LORD, I called;
   to the Lord I cried for mercy:

"What gain is there in my destruction,
   in my going down into the pit?
   Will the dust praise you?
   Will it proclaim your faithfulness?

Hear, O LORD, and be merciful to me;
   O LORD, be my help."

You turned my wailing into dancing;
   you removed my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,

that my heart may sing to you and not be silent.
   O LORD my God, I will give you thanks forever.


Psalm 30 (NIV)