A bare rock threshing floor on a hilltop at first light, cut stones stacked at its edge, a small walled town on the ridge below.

Thanksgiving · David

Psalm 30

For the morning after the worst night. David was sure nothing could shake him. Then something did, and God pulled him out.

12 verses≈ 3 minBSB

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Where we are

1–41Book IDavid's prayers: 'The LORD is my shepherd'Psalm 30
42–72Book II'As the deer pants'; the throne under pressure
73–89Book IIIAsaph and Korah: the kingdom falls
90–106Book IVBack to Moses: the LORD reigns
107–150Book VSongs of ascents, and the last Hallelujah

You Turned My Mourning into Dancing

A Psalm. A song for the dedication of the temple. Of David.

I will exalt You, O LORD,

for You have lifted me up

and have not allowed my foes

to rejoice over me.

O LORD my God, I cried to You for help,

and You healed me.

O LORD, You pulled me up from Sheol;

You spared me from descending into the Pit.

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A small stone room at the gray end of night, a clay lamp burned low on a stool, a crumpled cloak on a mat, the window slit paling.

Sing to the LORD, O you His saints,

and praise His holy name.

For His anger is fleeting,

but His favor lasts a lifetime.

Weeping may stay the night,

but joy comes in the morning.

Weeping may stay the night, but joy comes in the morning.

In prosperity I said,

“I will never be shaken.”

O LORD, You favored me;

You made my mountain stand strong.

A man’s open hand letting pale dust fall away in the wind on a bare ridge under a gray sky.

When You hid Your face,

I was dismayed.

To You, O LORD, I called,

and I begged my Lord for mercy:

“What gain is there in my bloodshed,

in my descent to the Pit?

Will the dust praise You?

Will it proclaim Your faithfulness?

Hear me, O LORD, and have mercy;

O LORD, be my helper.”

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Narrated by Bob Souer · BSB audio, public domain

Coarse dark sackcloth dropped on a stone floor in shadow; through the open door, a sunlit court, dancing feet and a frame drum.

You turned my mourning into dancing;

You peeled off my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,

that my heart may sing Your praises and not be silent.

O LORD my God, I will give thanks forever.

Pray

A night that ended

Think of a night in your life that ended, one you weren’t sure would. Thank God for it by name. If you are still in the night, tell Him that, and ask Him for the morning.

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Psalm 30

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A verse to carry with you

Weeping may stay the night, but joy comes in the morning.

Psalm 30:5

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