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Psalm 30 - 2nd Version
ST. GODRIC | Bible Passage
JOHN BACCHUS DYKES, 1823-1876
1 LORD, I will thee extol;
For thou hast set me free,
And over me to rule
Madest not mine enemy.
To thee, O Lord my God, I cried;
And thou hast health and strength supplied.
2 Thou hast my soul restored,
When I was near the grave;
And from the pit, O Lord,
Alive thou didst me save.
O ye his saints, sing to the Lord;
With thanks his holiness record.
3 Soon is his anger past;
Life in his favour lies:
Tears for a night may last,
At morn shall joy arise.
I said in my prosperity,
I surely never moved shall be.
4 My mountain, by thy grace,
Thou mad'st to stand in power;
Thou didst withdraw thy face,
And I was troubled sore.
To thee, O Lord, with cries I prayed;
I to the Lord petition made.
5 What shall my blood avail,
When I to grave go down?
Shall dust thy praises tell;
Shall it thy truth make known?
Hear me, O Lord, and mercy send;
Thy help to me, O Lord, extend.
6 My mourning thou at last
Hast into dancing turned:
And thou for sackcloth hast
With gladness me adorned;
That sing to thee my glory may.
Lord, thee my God, I'll praise for aye.
1 ¬∂ I will extol thee, O LORD; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.
2 O LORD my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
3 O LORD, 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 the LORD, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.
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.
6 ¬∂ And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.
7 LORD, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled.
8 I cried to thee, O LORD; and unto the LORD 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 LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, 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 LORD my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.