Psalms 30

1 For the end, a Psalm and Song at the dedication of the house of David. I will exalt you, O Lord; for you have lifted me up, and not caused mine enemies to rejoice over me.

Honjoneko irehe ry Iehovà, ami’ty nañongaha’o ahy, vaho tsy napo’o hitohàke amako o rafelahikoo.

2 O Lord my God, I cried to you, and you did heal me.

Ry Iehovà, Andrianañahareko, nitoreovako le jinanga’o;

3 O Lord, you have brought up my soul from Hades, you have delivered me from [among] them that go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

Ry Iehovà, naonjo’o boak’ an-tsikeokeok’ ao ty fiaiko; nahatam-beloñe ahy irehe tsy hizotsoako mb’an-koboñe ao. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sing to the Lord, you his saints, and give thanks for the remembrance of his holiness.

Sabò t’Iehovà, ry ondaty noro’eo, andriaño i tahina’e masiñey.

5 For anger is in his wrath, but life in his favor: weeping shall wait for the evening, but joy shall be in the morning.

Amy te aniany avao ty haviñera’e, pak’an-kaveloñe heneke ty fañosiha’e; mete mahaporea’ ty maraindray ty firovetañe, fe ho tendreke maraiñe ty firebehañe.

6 And I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.

Le hoe iraho, te niraorao: tsim-bia hasiotse.

7 O Lord, in your good pleasure you did add strength to my beauty: but you did turn away your face, and I was troubled.

Ry Iehovà, ty fañisoha’o ro nampijadoña’o i vohikoy; ie naeta’o ty lahara’o le nimarimarike.

8 To you, O Lord, will I cry; and to my God will I make supplication.

Ihe ry Iehovà ty nikoihako, naho i Talè ty nihalaliako;

9 What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to destruction? Shall the dust give praise to you? or shall it declare your truth?

Ino ty tombo’e amo liokoo, t’ie higodoñe mb’an-koboñe ao? Hibango Azo hao o debokeo? Ho talilie’e hao ty figahiña’o?

10 The Lord heard, and had compassion upon me; the Lord is become my helper.

Janjiño ry Iehovà, le tretrezo iraho, ry Iehovà, vaho imbao!

11 You have turned my mourning into joy for me: you have tore off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;

Nafote’o ho tsinjake o fandalakoo; hinalo’o amako o gonikoo, vaho sinaro’o hafaleañe,

12 that my glory may sing praise to you, and I may not be pierced [with sorrow]. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you for ever.

Soa te hisabo Azo ty engeko le tsy hitsiñe; Ry Iehovà, Andrianañahareko, handriañeko nainai’e.