< Psalms 30 >
1 A Psalm. A Song for the Dedication of the Temple. By David. I will extol you, LORD, for you have raised me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.
Salmo-cántico para la dedicación de la casa de David. Yo te alabo, Yahvé, porque me libraste y no dejaste que a costa mía se alegraran mis enemigos.
2 LORD my God, I cried to you, and you have healed me.
Yahvé, Dios mío, clamé a Ti, y me sanaste.
3 LORD, you have brought up my soul from Sheol. You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol )
Tú, Yahvé, sacaste mi vida del sepulcro; me sacaste de entre los que descienden a la fosa. (Sheol )
4 Sing praise to the LORD, you holy ones of his. Give thanks to his holy name.
Cantad himnos a Yahvé vosotros sus santos, dad gracias al Nombre de Su santidad.
5 For his anger is but for a moment. His favour is for a lifetime. Weeping may stay for the night, but joy comes in the morning.
Porque su enojo dura un instante, mas su benevolencia es por toda la vida, como el llanto viene al anochecer y con la aurora vuelve la alegría.
6 As for me, I said in my prosperity, “I shall never be moved.”
Me decía yo en mi presunción: “Nunca me pasará nada”;
7 You, LORD, when you favoured me, made my mountain stand strong; but when you hid your face, I was troubled.
pues Tú, oh Yahvé, en tu benevolencia, me habías prestado honor y poderío; mas apenas escondiste tu rostro, quedé conturbado.
8 I cried to you, LORD. I made supplication to the Lord:
Clamé a Ti, oh Yahvé, e imploré la misericordia de mi Dios:
9 “What profit is there in my destruction, if I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? Shall it declare your truth?
“¿Qué beneficio se obtendrá con mi sangre, cuando yo descienda a la fosa? ¿Acaso te alabará el polvo, o proclamará tu fidelidad?”
10 Hear, LORD, and have mercy on me. LORD, be my helper.”
Me oyó Yahvé y tuvo compasión de mí; Yahvé vino en mi socorro.
11 You have turned my mourning into dancing for me. You have removed my sackcloth, and clothed me with gladness,
Convertiste en danza mi llanto desataste mi cilicio y me ceñiste de alegría,
12 to the end that my heart may sing praise to you, and not be silent. LORD my God, I will give thanks to you forever!
para que mi alma te cante himnos sin cesar. ¡Oh Yahvé, Dios mío, te alabaré eternamente!