Psalms 30

1 A psalm of a canticle, at the dedication of David’s house. I will extol thee, O Lord, for thou hast upheld me: and hast not made my enemies to rejoice over me.

Itan-okka O Yahweh, ta intag-aynak ken saanmo nga impalubos nga agragsak dagiti kabusorko gapu kaniak.

2 O Lord my God, I have cried to thee, and then hast healed me.

O Yahweh a Diosko, immawagak kenka iti tulong, ket inagasannak.

3 Thou hast brought forth, O Lord, my soul from hell: thou hast saved me from them that go down into the pit. (Sheol h7585)

O Yahweh, inyaonmo ti kararuak manipud sheol; pinagtalinaednak a sibibiag manipud iti pannakaiyulogko iti tanem. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sing to the Lord, O ye his saints: and give praise to the memory of his holiness.

Agkantakayo kadagiti pagdaydayaw kenni Yahweh, dakayo a napudno a tattaona! Agyamankayo no malagipyo ti kinasantona.

5 For wrath is in his indignation; and life in his good will. In the evening weeping shall have place, and in the morning gladness.

Ta ti pungtotna ket apagbiit laeng; ngem ti kinaimbagna ket agingga iti tungpal biag. Umay ti panagsangit iti rabii, ngem umay ti rag-o iti bigat.

6 And in my abundance I said: I shall never be moved.

Iti kinatalged kinunak, “Saanakto a pulos a magun-gon.”

7 O Lord, in thy favour, thou gavest strength to my beauty. Thou turnedst away thy face from me, and I became troubled.

O Yahweh, babaen iti kinaimbagmo impasdeknak a kas maysa a natibker a bantay; ngem idi inlemmengmo ti rupam, nariribukanak.

8 To thee, O Lord, will I cry: and I will make supplication to my God.

Immawagak kenka O Yahweh, ket nasarakak ti kinaimbag manipud iti Apok!

9 What profit is there in my blood, whilst I go down to corruption? Shall dust confess to thee, or declare thy truth?

Ania ngata ti pagimbagan ti ipapatayko, no maiyulogak iti tanem? Idaydayawnaka ngata ti tapuk? Iwaragawagna kadi ti kinamatalekmo?

10 The Lord hath heard, and hath had mercy on me: the Lord became my helper.

Denggem O Yahweh, ket maasika kaniak! O Yahweh, agbalinka a katulongak.

11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into joy: thou hast cut my sackcloth, and hast compassed me with gladness:

Pinagbalinmo a panagsalsala ti panagladladingitko; inikkatmo ti nakirsang a lupotko ket binadoannak iti kinaragsak.

12 To the end that my glory may sing to thee, and I may not regret: O Lord my God, I will give praise to thee for ever.

Ita ngarud, ti napadayawan a pusok ket ikantana ti panagdayaw kenka ket saanak nga agulimek; O Yahweh a Diosko, pagyamananka iti agnanayon!