תְהִלִּים 30
| מִזְמֹ֡ור שִׁיר־חֲנֻכַּ֖ת הַבַּ֣יִת לְדָוִֽד׃ אֲרֹומִמְךָ֣ יְ֭הוָה כִּ֣י דִלִּיתָ֑נִי וְלֹא־שִׂמַּ֖חְתָּ אֹיְבַ֣י לִֽי׃ | 1 |
A Canticle Psalm. In dedication to the house of David. I will extol you, Lord, for you have sustained me, and you have not allowed my enemies to delight over me.
| יְהוָ֥ה אֱלֹהָ֑י שִׁוַּ֥עְתִּי אֵ֝לֶ֗יךָ וַתִּרְפָּאֵֽנִי׃ | 2 |
O Lord my God, I have cried out to you, and you have healed me.
| יְֽהוָ֗ה הֶֽעֱלִ֣יתָ מִן־שְׁאֹ֣ול נַפְשִׁ֑י חִ֝יִּיתַ֗נִי מִיֹּורְדֵי־ (מִיָּֽרְדִי)־בֹֽור׃ (Sheol h7585) | 3 |
Lord, you led my soul away from Hell. You have saved me from those who descend into the pit. (Sheol h7585)
| זַמְּר֣וּ לַיהוָ֣ה חֲסִידָ֑יו וְ֝הֹוד֗וּ לְזֵ֣כֶר קָדְשֹֽׁו׃ | 4 |
Sing a psalm to the Lord, you his saints, and confess with remembrance of his holiness.
| כִּ֤י רֶ֨גַע ׀ בְּאַפֹּו֮ חַיִּ֪ים בִּרְצֹ֫ונֹ֥ו בָּ֭עֶרֶב יָלִ֥ין בֶּ֗כִי וְלַבֹּ֥קֶר רִנָּֽה׃ | 5 |
For wrath is in his indignation, and life is in his will. Toward evening, weeping will linger, and toward morning, gladness.
| וַ֭אֲנִי אָמַ֣רְתִּי בְשַׁלְוִ֑י בַּל־אֶמֹּ֥וט לְעֹולָֽם׃ | 6 |
But I have said in my abundance: “I will never be disturbed.”
| יְֽהוָ֗ה בִּרְצֹונְךָ֮ הֶעֱמַ֪דְתָּה לְֽהַרְרִ֫י עֹ֥ז הִסְתַּ֥רְתָּ פָנֶ֗יךָ הָיִ֥יתִי נִבְהָֽל׃ | 7 |
O Lord, in your will, you made virtue preferable to beauty for me. You turned your face away from me, and I became disturbed.
| אֵלֶ֣יךָ יְהוָ֣ה אֶקְרָ֑א וְאֶל־אֲ֝דֹנָ֗י אֶתְחַנָּֽן׃ | 8 |
To you, Lord, I will cry out. And I will make supplication to my God.
| מַה־בֶּ֥צַע בְּדָמִי֮ בְּרִדְתִּ֪י אֶ֫ל־שָׁ֥חַת הֲיֹודְךָ֥ עָפָ֑ר הֲיַגִּ֥יד אֲמִתֶּֽךָ׃ | 9 |
What use would there be in my blood, if I descend into corruption? Will dust confess to you or announce your truth?
| שְׁמַע־יְהוָ֥ה וְחָנֵּ֑נִי יְ֝הוָה הֱֽיֵה־עֹזֵ֥ר לִֽי׃ | 10 |
The Lord has heard, and he has been merciful to me. The Lord has become my helper.
| הָפַ֣כְתָּ מִסְפְּדִי֮ לְמָחֹ֪ול לִ֥י פִּתַּ֥חְתָּ שַׂקִּ֑י וַֽתְּאַזְּרֵ֥נִי שִׂמְחָֽה׃ | 11 |
You have turned my mourning into gladness for me. You have cut off my sackcloth, and you have surrounded me with joy.
| לְמַ֤עַן ׀ יְזַמֶּרְךָ֣ כָ֭בֹוד וְלֹ֣א יִדֹּ֑ם יְהוָ֥ה אֱ֝לֹהַ֗י לְעֹולָ֥ם אֹודֶֽךָּ׃ | 12 |
So then, may my glory sing to you, and may I not regret it. O Lord, my God, I will confess to you for eternity.
