< Psalmi 30 >
1 Psalam. Pjesma za posvećenje Doma. Davidov. Veličam te, Jahve, jer si me izbavio i nisi dao da se raduju nada mnom dušmani.
“A psalm, a song at the dedication of the temple, of David.” I will extol thee, O Lord; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not suffered my enemies to rejoice over me.
2 Jahve, Bože moj, zazvah te, i ti si me ozdravio;
O Lord my God, I cried loudly unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
3 Jahve, izveo si mi dušu iz Podzemlja, na rubu groba ti si me oživio. (Sheol )
O Lord, thou hast brought up from the nether world my soul: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol )
4 Pjevajte Jahvi, vjernici njegovi, zahvaljujte svetom imenu njegovu!
Sing unto the Lord, O ye his pious ones, and give thanks to the memorial of his holiness.
5 Jer samo za tren traje srdžba njegova, a čitav život dobrota njegova. Večer donese suze, a jutro klicanje.
For his anger is momentary, [but] life is in his favor: in the evening [cometh] weeping to stay for a night, but in the morning, there is joyful song.
6 U svojoj sreći rekoh: “Neću se pokolebati nikada!”
And I had said indeed in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.
7 Dobrotom si me, o Jahve, na goru nade postavio, ali čim lice sakriješ, sav se uplašim.
Lord, by thy favor hadst thou caused my mountain to stand in strength: thou didst hide thy face, [and] I was terrified.
8 Tada, Jahve, zavapih k tebi i zazvah milosrđe Boga svojega:
Unto thee, O Lord, will I call; and unto the Lord will I make supplication.
9 “Kakva je korist od krvi moje, kakva korist da u grob siđem? Zar će te prašina slaviti, zar će naviještati vjernost tvoju?”
What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the grave? Shall the dust thank thee? shall it announce thy truth?
10 Slušaj, o Jahve, i smiluj se meni; Jahve, budi mi na pomoć!
Hear, O Lord, and be gracious unto me: Lord, be thou a helper unto me.
11 Okrenuo si moj plač u igranje, skinuo kostrijet s mene i opasao me radošću.
Thou hast changed my mourning into dancing for me; thou hast loosened my sack-cloth, and girded me with joy.
12 Zato ti pjeva duša moja i neće zamuknuti: Jahve, Bože moj, dovijeka ću te hvaliti!
To the end that my glorious soul may sing praise to thee, and never be silent. O Lord my God, for ever will I give thanks unto thee.