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.

Psaume. Cantique de la dédicace du temple; par David. Je t’exalterai, Seigneur, car tu m’as relevé; tu n’as pas réjoui mes ennemis à mes dépens.

2 O Jehovah my God, I cried to thee, and thou have healed me.

Eternel, mon Dieu, je t’ai invoqué, et tu m’as guéri:

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)

Seigneur, tu as fait remonter mon âme du Cheol, tu m’as permis de vivre, de ne pas descendre au tombeau. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sing praise to Jehovah, O ye sanctified of his, and give thanks to his holiness.

Chantez l’Eternel, vous ses fidèles, rendez grâce à son saint nom;

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.

car sa colère ne dure qu’un instant, mais sa bienveillance est pour la vie; le soir dominent les pleurs, le matin, c’est l’allégresse.

6 As for me, I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.

J’Avais dit en ma quiétude: "Jamais je ne chancellerai."

7 Thou, Jehovah, of thy favor had made my mountain to stand strong. Thou hid thy face; I was troubled.

Seigneur, dans ta bonté, tu avais puissamment fortifié ma montagne. Mais tu as caché ta face: j’ai été consterné!

8 I cried to thee, O Jehovah, and to Jehovah I made supplication.

C’Est vers toi que je crie, c’est à mon Seigneur que vont mes supplications:

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?

"Que gagnes-tu à ce que mon sang coule? A ce que je descende au tombeau? La poussière te rend-elle hommage? Proclame-t-elle ta persistante bonté?

10 Hear, O Jehovah, and have mercy upon me. Jehovah, be thou my helper.

Ecoute, ô Seigneur, et prends-moi en pitié! Eternel, sois mon sauveur!"

11 Thou have turned for me my mourning into dancing. Thou have loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness,

Tu as changé mon deuil en danses joyeuses, tu as dénoué mon cilice, et de la joie tu m’as fait une ceinture.

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.

De la sorte mon âme te chantera sans relâche; Eternel, mon Dieu, à tout jamais je te célébrerai.