Psalms 30
1 I will extol thee, O Jehovah, for thou have raised me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.
The salm of song, for the halewyng of the hows of Dauid. Lord, Y schal enhaunse thee, for thou hast vp take me; and thou delitidist not myn enemyes on me.
2 O Jehovah my God, I cried to thee, and thou have healed me.
Mi Lord God, Y criede to thee; and thou madist me hool.
3 O Jehovah, thou have brought up my soul from Sheol. Thou have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
Lord, thou leddist out my soule fro helle; thou sauedist me fro hem that goen doun into the lake. (Sheol h7585)
4 Sing praise to Jehovah, O ye sanctified of his, and give thanks to his holiness.
Ye seyntis of the Lord, synge to the Lord; and knowleche ye to the mynde of his hoolynesse.
5 For his anger is but for a moment. His favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy is in the morning.
For ire is in his indignacioun; and lijf is in his wille. Wepyng schal dwelle at euentid; and gladnesse at the morewtid.
6 As for me, I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.
Forsothe Y seide in my plentee; Y schal not be moued with outen ende.
7 Thou, Jehovah, of thy favor had made my mountain to stand strong. Thou hid thy face; I was troubled.
Lord, in thi wille; thou hast youe vertu to my fairnesse. Thou turnedist awei thi face fro me; and Y am maad disturblid.
8 I cried to thee, O Jehovah, and to Jehovah I made supplication.
Lord, Y schal crye to thee; and Y schal preye to my God.
9 What profit is there in my blood when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? Shall it declare thy truth?
What profit is in my blood; while Y go doun in to corrupcioun? Whether dust schal knouleche to thee; ethir schal telle thi treuthe?
10 Hear, O Jehovah, and have mercy upon me. Jehovah, be thou my helper.
The Lord herde, and hadde merci on me; the Lord is maad myn helpere.
11 Thou have turned for me my mourning into dancing. Thou have loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness,
Thou hast turned my weilyng in to ioye to me; thou hast to-rent my sak, and hast cumpassid me with gladnesse.
12 to the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O Jehovah my God, I will give thanks to thee forever.
That my glorie synge to thee, and Y be not compunct; my Lord God, Y schal knouleche to thee with outen ende.
