because You have lifted me up
and have not allowed my enemies
to triumph over me.
Lord my God,
I cried to You for help,
and You healed me.
Lord, You brought me up from Sheol;
You spared me from among those
going down to the Pit.
Sing to Yahweh,
you His faithful ones,
and praise His holy name.
For His anger lasts only a moment,
but His favor,
a lifetime.
Weeping may spend the night,
but there is joy in the morning.
When I was secure,
I said, “I will never be shaken.”
Lord, when You showed Your favor,
You made me stand
like a strong mountain;
when You hid Your face,
I was terrified.
Lord, I called to You;
I sought favor from my Lord:
“What gain is there in my death,
if I go down to the Pit?
Will the dust praise You?
Will it proclaim Your truth?
Lord, listen and be gracious to me;
Lord, be my helper.”
You turned my lament into dancing;
You removed my sackcloth
and clothed me with gladness,
so that I can sing to You
and not be silent.
Lord my God, I will praise You forever.
-Psalms 30:1-12
You were made for His love,
for this joy in the morning.
-Jmegrey
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