Psalmorum 30
1 Psalmus cantici, in dedicatione domus David. [Exaltabo te, Domine, quoniam suscepisti me, nec delectasti inimicos meos super me.
A psalm of a canticle, at the dedication of David’s house. I will extol thee, O Lord, for thou hast upheld me: and hast not made my enemies to rejoice over me.
2 Domine Deus meus, clamavi ad te, et sanasti me.
O Lord my God, I have cried to thee, and then hast healed me.
Thou hast brought forth, O Lord, my soul from hell: thou hast saved me from them that go down into the pit. (Sheol h7585)
4 Psallite Domino, sancti ejus; et confitemini memoriæ sanctitatis ejus.
Sing to the Lord, O ye his saints: and give praise to the memory of his holiness.
5 Quoniam ira in indignatione ejus, et vita in voluntate ejus: ad vesperum demorabitur fletus, et ad matutinum lætitia.
For wrath is in his indignation; and life in his good will. In the evening weeping shall have place, and in the morning gladness.
6 Ego autem dixi in abundantia mea: Non movebor in æternum.
And in my abundance I said: I shall never be moved.
7 Domine, in voluntate tua præstitisti decori meo virtutem; avertisti faciem tuam a me, et factus sum conturbatus.
O Lord, in thy favour, thou gavest strength to my beauty. Thou turnedst away thy face from me, and I became troubled.
8 Ad te, Domine, clamabo, et ad Deum meum deprecabor.
To thee, O Lord, will I cry: and I will make supplication to my God.
9 Quæ utilitas in sanguine meo, dum descendo in corruptionem? numquid confitebitur tibi pulvis, aut annuntiabit veritatem tuam?
What profit is there in my blood, whilst I go down to corruption? Shall dust confess to thee, or declare thy truth?
10 Audivit Dominus, et misertus est mei; Dominus factus est adjutor meus.
The Lord hath heard, and hath had mercy on me: the Lord became my helper.
11 Convertisti planctum meum in gaudium mihi; conscidisti saccum meum, et circumdedisti me lætitia:
Thou hast turned for me my mourning into joy: thou hast cut my sackcloth, and hast compassed me with gladness:
12 ut cantet tibi gloria mea, et non compungar. Domine Deus meus, in æternum confitebor tibi.]
To the end that my glory may sing to thee, and I may not regret: O Lord my God, I will give praise to thee for ever.
