Psalms 30

1 A Canticle Psalm. In dedication to the house of David. I will extol you, Lord, for you have sustained me, and you have not allowed my enemies to delight 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 Lord my God, I have cried out to you, and you have healed me.

Mi Lord God, Y criede to thee; and thou madist me hool.

3 Lord, you led my soul away from Hell. You have saved me from those who descend into 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 a psalm to the Lord, you his saints, and confess with remembrance of his holiness.

Ye seyntis of the Lord, synge to the Lord; and knowleche ye to the mynde of his hoolynesse.

5 For wrath is in his indignation, and life is in his will. Toward evening, weeping will linger, and toward morning, gladness.

For ire is in his indignacioun; and lijf is in his wille. Wepyng schal dwelle at euentid; and gladnesse at the morewtid.

6 But I have said in my abundance: “I will never be disturbed.”

Forsothe Y seide in my plentee; Y schal not be moued with outen ende.

7 O Lord, in your will, you made virtue preferable to beauty for me. You turned your face away from me, and I became disturbed.

Lord, in thi wille; thou hast youe vertu to my fairnesse. Thou turnedist awei thi face fro me; and Y am maad disturblid.

8 To you, Lord, I will cry out. And I will make supplication to my God.

Lord, Y schal crye to thee; and Y schal preye to my God.

9 What use would there be in my blood, if I descend into corruption? Will dust confess to you or announce your 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 The Lord has heard, and he has been merciful to me. The Lord has become my helper.

The Lord herde, and hadde merci on me; the Lord is maad myn helpere.

11 You have turned my mourning into gladness for me. You have cut off my sackcloth, and you have surrounded me with joy.

Thou hast turned my weilyng in to ioye to me; thou hast to-rent my sak, and hast cumpassid me with gladnesse.

12 So then, may my glory sing to you, and may I not regret it. O Lord, my God, I will confess to you for eternity.

That my glorie synge to thee, and Y be not compunct; my Lord God, Y schal knouleche to thee with outen ende.