Salme 30

1 En Psalme, en Sang ved Husets Indvielse; af David. Herre! jeg vil ophøje dig; thi du har draget mig op, og du lod ikke mine Fjender glædes over mig.

A psalm of David. A psalm for the dedication of the Temple. I want to tell everyone how good you are, Lord, for you saved me, and you didn't let my enemies triumph over me.

2 Herre, min Gud! jeg raabte til dig, og du helbredede mig.

Lord, my God, I called out to you for help, and you have healed me.

3 Herre! du førte min Sjæl op fra de døde, du lod mig leve, at jeg ikke for ned i Hulen. (Sheol h7585)

Lord, you rescued me from the grave, you brought me back to life, saving me from going down into the pit of death. (Sheol h7585)

4 Synger for Herren, I hans hellige! og priser hans Helligheds Ihukommelse.

You who trust the Lord, sing praises to him, and be thankful for his holy character!

5 Thi et Øjeblik varer hans Vrede, men hans Naade Livet igennem; om Aftenen gæster os Graad, men om Morgenen Frydeskrig.

For his anger only lasts a moment, but his favor lasts a lifetime. You may spend the night in tears, but happiness comes with the morning.

6 Og jeg sagde i min Tryghed: Jeg skal ikke rokkes evindelig.

When things were going well, I said, “Nothing will ever shake me!”

7 Herre! i din Naade havde du befæstet mit Bjerg; du skjulte dit Ansigt, da blev jeg forfærdet.

Lord, when you showed me your favor I stood as strong as a mountain; when you turned away from me I was terrified.

8 Til dig, Herre! vil jeg raabe, og til Herren vil jeg bede ydmygeligt.

I called out to you for help, Lord. I asked the Lord for grace, saying,

9 Hvad Vinding er der i mit Blod, at jeg farer ned til Graven? Kan Støv takke dig? Kan det forkynde din Sandhed?

What would you gain if I die, if I go down into the pit of death? Would my dust praise you? Would it tell of your trustworthiness?

10 Herre! hør, og vær mig naadig; Herre! vær min Hjælper.

Please listen to me, Lord, and be gracious to me! Lord, you are the one who helps me.

11 Du har omskiftet min Sorg til Dans for mig; du har løst min Sæk og bundet op om mig med Glæde,

You have turned my weeping into dancing. You have taken off my clothes of sackcloth and dressed me in happiness,

12 at min Ære maa lovsynge dig og ikke tie; Herre, min Gud! evindelig vil jeg takke dig.

so I can sing praises to you and not keep quiet. Lord my God, I will thank you forever!