Psalms 30

1 A Psalm. — A song of the dedication of the house of David. I exalt Thee, O Jehovah, For Thou hast drawn me up, and hast not let mine enemies rejoice over me.

Rabbiyow, waan ku sarraysiinayaa, waayo, kor baad iga yeeshay, Oo weliba igama aad dhigin in cadaawayaashaydu ii faanaan.

2 Jehovah my God, I have cried to Thee, And Thou dost heal me.

Rabbiyow, Ilaahayow, Waan kuu qayshaday oo adna waad i bogsiisay.

3 Jehovah, Thou hast brought up from Sheol my soul, Thou hast kept me alive, From going down [to] the pit. (Sheol h7585)

Rabbiyow, waxaad naftaydii kor uga qaadday She'ool, Oo waad i sii noolaysay si aanan yamayska ugu dhicin. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sing praise to Jehovah, ye His saints, And give thanks at the remembrance of His holiness,

Quduusiintiisoy, Rabbiga ammaan ugu gabya, Oo mahad ku naqa magiciisa quduuska ah.

5 For — a moment [is] in His anger, Life [is] in His good-will, At even remaineth weeping, and at morn singing.

Waayo, cadhadiisu waa daqiiqad keliya, Laakiinse raallinimadiisu waa cimriga, Habeenka waxaa jirta oohin, Laakiinse aroorta farxad baa timaada.

6 And I — I have said in mine ease, 'I am not moved — to the age.

Aniguse intaan barwaaqaysnaa waxaan idhi, Weligay dhaqdhaqaaqi maayo.

7 O Jehovah, in Thy good pleasure, Thou hast caused strength to remain for my mountain,' Thou hast hidden Thy face — I have been troubled.

Rabbiyow, raallinimadaada aawadeed ayaad buurtayda ka dhigtay inay si adag u taagnaato, Wejigaagaad qarisay, oo anna waan argaggaxay.

8 Unto Thee, O Jehovah, I call, And unto Jehovah I make supplication.

Rabbiyow, adigaan kuu soo qayshaday, Oo baryootankaygii waxaan gaadhsiiyey Rabbiga.

9 'What gain [is] in my blood? In my going down unto corruption? Doth dust thank Thee? doth it declare Thy truth?

Bal markaan yamayska ku dego, maxaa faa'iido ah oo dhiiggayga ku jirta? Ma ciiddaa ku ammaanaysa? Oo ma runtaaday sheegaysaa?

10 Hear, O Jehovah, and favour me, O Jehovah, be a helper to me.'

Rabbiyow, i maqal oo ii naxariiso, Rabbiyow, kaalmeeyahayga ahow.

11 Thou hast turned my mourning to dancing for me, Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, And girdest me [with] joy.

Baroortaydii waxaad iigu beddeshay cayaar, Oo dharkaygii joonyadaha ahaana waad iga furtay, oo waxaad ii guntisay farxad,

12 So that honour doth praise Thee, and is not silent, O Jehovah, my God, to the age I thank Thee!

Taasuna waa si nafsaddaydu ay ammaan kuugu gabaydo, oo aanay u aamusin. Rabbiyow, Ilaahayow, weligayba waan kugu mahadnaqayaa.