Psalms 30
1 A Psalm. A song for the dedication of the temple. Of David. I will exalt You, O LORD, for You have lifted me up and have not allowed my foes to rejoice over me.
Ensalzarte he, o! Jehová, porque me has ensalzado: y no hiciste alegrar a mis enemigos de mí.
2 O LORD my God, I cried to You for help, and You healed me.
Jehová, Dios mío, clamé a ti, y me sanaste.
Jehová, hiciste subir del sepulcro mi alma: dísteme vida de mi descendimiento a la sepultura. (Sheol h7585)
4 Sing to the LORD, O you His saints, and praise His holy name.
Cantád a Jehová sus misericordiosos: y celebrad la memoria de su santidad.
5 For His anger is fleeting, but His favor lasts a lifetime. Weeping may stay the night, but joy comes in the morning.
Porque un momento hay en su furor, mas vida en su voluntad: a la tarde reposará el lloro, y a la mañana vendrá la alegría.
6 In prosperity I said, “I will never be shaken.”
Y yo dije en mi quietud: No resbalaré jamás.
7 O LORD, You favored me; You made my mountain stand strong. When You hid Your face, I was dismayed.
Porque tú, Jehová, por tu benevolencia asentaste mi monte con fortaleza: mas escondiste tu rostro, y yo fui conturbado.
8 To You, O LORD, I called, and I begged my Lord for mercy:
A ti, o! Jehová, llamaré: y al Señor suplicaré.
9 “What gain is there in my bloodshed, in my descent to the Pit? Will the dust praise You? Will it proclaim Your faithfulness?
¿Qué provecho hay en mi muerte, cuando yo descendiere al hoyo? ¿Loarte ha el polvo? ¿anunciará tu verdad?
10 Hear me, O LORD, and have mercy; O LORD, be my helper.”
Oye, o! Jehová, y ten misericordia de mí: Jehová, sé mi ayudador.
11 You turned my mourning into dancing; You peeled off my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,
Tú tornaste mi endecha en baile: desataste mi saco, y ceñísteme de alegría.
12 that my heart may sing Your praises and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks forever.
Por tanto a ti canté gloria, y no callé: Jehová Dios mío, para siempre te alabaré.
