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.
Psalm Davidov, pesem posvečevanja hiše njegove. Poveličeval te bodem, Gospod, ker si me povzdignil, in sovražnikom mojim nisi dal radovati se nad mano.
2 O Lord my God, I have cried to thee, and then hast healed me.
Gospod, Bog moj, ko sem vpil do tebe, ozdravil si me.
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)
Gospod, izpeljal si iz groba dušo mojo, ohranil me živega, da ne idem v grob. (Sheol h7585)
4 Sing to the Lord, O ye his saints: and give praise to the memory of his holiness.
Prepevajte Gospodu, katerim on deli milost, in slavite spomin svetosti njegove.
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.
Ko je bil trenotje v jezi svoji, pride življenje po dobroti njegovi; ako se zvečer oglasi jok, zjutraj petje.
6 And in my abundance I said: I shall never be moved.
Ker jaz sem govoril v mirnosti svoji: Ne omahnem vekomaj.
7 O Lord, in thy favour, thou gavest strength to my beauty. Thou turnedst away thy face from me, and I became troubled.
Gospod, po dobroti svoji si bil na goro postavil mojo moč; ko si skrival obličje svoje, bil sem zbegan.
8 To thee, O Lord, will I cry: and I will make supplication to my God.
K tebi sem klical, Gospod, in Gospoda sem prosil:
9 What profit is there in my blood, whilst I go down to corruption? Shall dust confess to thee, or declare thy truth?
Kaj prida bode v krvi moji, ko pojdem dol v jamo? ali te bode prah slavil? bode li oznanjal resnico tvojo?
10 The Lord hath heard, and hath had mercy on me: the Lord became my helper.
Čuj, Gospod, in milost mi stórí; Gospod, bodi mi pomočnik.
11 Thou hast turned for me my mourning into joy: thou hast cut my sackcloth, and hast compassed me with gladness:
Izpreobrnil si mi jok moj v ples; razpasal si raševnik moj in opasal me z radostjo:
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.
Da ti prepeva slava in ne umolkne. Gospod, Bog moj, slavil te bodem vekomaj.
