Psalms 30
1 A Melody. A Song for the Dedication of the House. David’s. I will extol thee, O Yahweh, for thou hast drawn me up, —and not suffered my foes to rejoice over me.
Povzdigoval te bom, oh Gospod, kajti dvignil si me in nisi storil, da se moji nasprotniki veselijo nad menoj.
2 O Yahweh, my God, I cried for help unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
Oh Gospod, moj Bog, klical sem k tebi in ti si me ozdravil.
3 O Yahweh! thou hast lifted, out of hades, my soul, Thou hast brought me back to life, from among those who were going down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
Oh Gospod, mojo dušo si privedel iz groba. Ohranil si me živega, da ne bi šel dol v jamo. (Sheol h7585)
4 Sweep the strings to Yahweh, ye his men of lovingkindness, and give ye praise at the mention of his holiness.
Prepevajte Gospodu, oh vi njegovi sveti in zahvaljujte se ob spominu njegove svetosti.
5 For there is, a Moment, in his anger, a Life-time, in his good-pleasure, In the evening, cometh Weeping to lodge, But, by the morning,’tis a Shout of Triumph!
Kajti njegova jeza ostaja samo trenutek, v njegovi naklonjenosti je življenje. Jokanje lahko vztraja za [eno] noč, toda radost prihaja zjutraj.
6 But, I, said, in my tranquility, I shall not be shaken to times age-abiding!
V svojem uspevanju sem rekel: »Nikoli ne bom omajan.«
7 O Yahweh, in thy good-pleasure, hadst thou caused my mountain to stand, strong, —Thou didst hide thy face—I was dismayed!
Gospod, po svoji naklonjenosti si storil, da moja gora trdno stoji. Skril si svoje obličje in sem bil zaskrbljen.
8 Unto thee, O Yahweh, do I cry, —and, unto My Lord, do I make supplication:
K tebi sem klical, oh Gospod in h Gospodu sem naredil ponižno prošnjo.
9 What profit in my blood? in my going down into the pit? Can dust praise thee? Can it declare thy faithfulness?
»Kakšna korist je v moji krvi, ko pojdem dol v jamo? Mar te bo hvalil prah? Bo ta oznanjal tvojo resnico?
10 Hear, O Yahweh, and show me favour, O Yahweh! become thou a helper unto me.
Prisluhni, oh Gospod in usmili se me. Gospod, bodi moj pomočnik.«
11 Thou hast turned my lamentation, into a dance for me, —Thou hast torn off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness:
Ti si zame obrnil moje žalovanje v ples. Odložil si mojo vrečevino in me opasal z veseljem,
12 To the end that mine honour should make melody unto thee, and not be silent. O Yahweh, my God! Unto times age-abiding, will I praise thee.
z namenom, da lahko moja slava tebi poje hvalnico in ne bo molčeča. Oh Gospod, moj Bog, zahvaljeval se ti bom na veke.
