Psalm 30
Psalm 30
I will extol you, O Lord, for you have drawn me up,
and did not let my foes rejoice over me.
O Lord my God, I cried to you for help,
and you have healed me.
O Lord, you brought up my soul from Sheol,
restored me to life from among those
gone down to the Pit.
Sing praises to the Lord,
O you his faithful ones,
and give thanks to his holy name.
For his anger is but for a moment;
his favor is for a lifetime.
Weeping may linger for the night,
but joy comes with the morning.
As for me, I said in my prosperity,
"I shall never be moved."
By your favor, O Lord,
you had established me as a strong mountain;
you hid your face;
I was dismayed.
To you, O Lord, I cried,
and to the Lord I made supplication:
"What profit is there in my death,
if I go down to the Pit?
Will the dust praise you?
Will it tell of your faithfulness?
Hear, O Lord, and be gracious to me!
O Lord, be my helper!"
You have turned my mourning
into dancing;
you have taken off my sackcloth
and clothed me with joy,
so that my soul may praise you and not be silent.
O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever.
Joy. That's a hard word to come by these days. I recently learned that schools will be closed the remainder of the year and I may never see some of my students again. I never got the chance to say good-bye.
Today I stressed over going to the grocery store and being exposed to germs. I stressed over getting three households worth of groceries and worried about bringing germs back into my home.
Last night I couldn't sleep, family members are returning to work soon and I found myself feeling so alone. So stressed. So burdened.
Joy was far from me in that moment, and I'll admit that right now joy isn't coming too readily either; but I will take heart. Regardless of how I feel, I will praise Him because He is good. I will give thanks for all He has done. I will trust in His faithfulness. I will trust in His everlasting love. I will trust that His Joy will come to me in time. I just need to be still in His presence (Psalm 46:10).
I will extol you, O Lord, for you have drawn me up,
and did not let my foes rejoice over me.
O Lord my God, I cried to you for help,
and you have healed me.
O Lord, you brought up my soul from Sheol,
restored me to life from among those
gone down to the Pit.
Sing praises to the Lord,
O you his faithful ones,
and give thanks to his holy name.
For his anger is but for a moment;
his favor is for a lifetime.
Weeping may linger for the night,
but joy comes with the morning.
As for me, I said in my prosperity,
"I shall never be moved."
By your favor, O Lord,
you had established me as a strong mountain;
you hid your face;
I was dismayed.
To you, O Lord, I cried,
and to the Lord I made supplication:
"What profit is there in my death,
if I go down to the Pit?
Will the dust praise you?
Will it tell of your faithfulness?
Hear, O Lord, and be gracious to me!
O Lord, be my helper!"
You have turned my mourning
into dancing;
you have taken off my sackcloth
and clothed me with joy,
so that my soul may praise you and not be silent.
O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you forever.
Joy. That's a hard word to come by these days. I recently learned that schools will be closed the remainder of the year and I may never see some of my students again. I never got the chance to say good-bye.
Today I stressed over going to the grocery store and being exposed to germs. I stressed over getting three households worth of groceries and worried about bringing germs back into my home.
Last night I couldn't sleep, family members are returning to work soon and I found myself feeling so alone. So stressed. So burdened.
Joy was far from me in that moment, and I'll admit that right now joy isn't coming too readily either; but I will take heart. Regardless of how I feel, I will praise Him because He is good. I will give thanks for all He has done. I will trust in His faithfulness. I will trust in His everlasting love. I will trust that His Joy will come to me in time. I just need to be still in His presence (Psalm 46:10).
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