Psalm 30

I will extol Thee, O LORD, for Thou hast lifted me up,
And have not let my enemies rejoice over me.
O LORD my God,
I cried to Thee for help, and Thou didst heal me.
O LORD, Thou hast brought up my soul from Sheol;
Thou hast kept me alive, that I would not go down to the pit.
Sing praise to the LORD, you His godly ones,
And give thanks to His holy name.
For His anger is but for a moment,
His favor is for a lifetime;
Weeping may last for the night,
But a shout of joy comes in the morning.

Now as for me, I said in my prosperity,
"I will never be moved."
O LORD, by Thy favor Thou hast made my mountain to stand strong;
You hid Thy face, I was dismayed.
To Thee, O LORD, I called,
And to the Lord I made supplication:
"What profit is there in my blood, if I go down to the pit?
Will the dust praise Thee? Will it declare Thy faithfulness?

"Hear, O LORD, and be gracious to me;
O LORD, be Thou my helper."
Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing;
Thou hast loosed my sackcloth and girded me with gladness,
That my soul may sing praise to Thee and not be silent
O LORD my God, I will give thanks to Thee forever.

~Psalm 30 (NASB 1977)

Psalm 9

I will give thanks to the Lord with all my heart;
I will tell of all Thy wonders.
I will be glad and exult in Thee;
I will sing praise to Thy name, O Most High.

When my enemies turn back,
They stumble and perish before Thee.
For Thou hast maintained my just cause;
Thou dost sit on the throne judging righteously.
Thou hast rebuked the nations; Thou hast destroyed the wicked;
Thou hast blotted the cities;
The very memory of them has perished.

But the Lord abides forever;
He has established His throne for judgment,
And He will judge the world in righteousness;
He will execute judgment for the peoples with equity.
The Lord also will be a stronghold for the oppressed,
A stronghold in times of trouble,
And those who know Thy name will put their trust in Thee;
For Thou, O Lord, has not forsaken those who seek Thee.

Sing praises to the Lord, who dwells in Zion;
Declare among the peoples His deeds.
For He who requires blood remembers them;
He does not forget the cry of the afflicted.
Be gracious to me, O Lord;
Behold my affliction from those who hate me,
Thou who dost lift me up from the gates of death;
That I may tell of all Thy praises,
That in the gates of the daughter of Zion
I may rejoice in Thy salvation.
The nations have sunk down in the pit which they have made;
In the net which they hid, their own foot has been caught.
The Lord has made Himself known;
He has executed judgment.
In the work of his own hands the wicked is snared.

The wicked will return to Sheol,
Even all the nations who forget God.
For the needy will not always be forgotten,
Arise, O Lord, do not let man prevail;
Put them in fear, O Lord;
Let the nations know that they are but men.

~Psalm 9