Psalmi 30

1 Dziesma pie Dāvida nama iesvētīšanas. Es Tevi augsti teikšu, Kungs, jo Tu mani augsti esi cēlis, un maniem ienaidniekiem neesi ļāvis priecāties par mani.

I will extol thee, O Jehovah, for thou have raised me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.

2 Kungs, mans Dievs, kad es Tevi piesaucu, tad Tu mani dziedināji.

O Jehovah my God, I cried to thee, and thou have healed me.

3 Kungs, Tu manu dvēseli esi izvedis no elles, Tu mani dzīvu esi uzturējis, ka neesmu nogrimis kapā. (Sheol h7585)

O Jehovah, thou have brought up my soul from Sheol. Thou have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

4 Dziedājiet Tam Kungam, jūs Viņa svētie, un teiciet Viņa svēto piemiņu.

Sing praise to Jehovah, O ye sanctified of his, and give thanks to his holiness.

5 Jo Viņa dusmība pastāv acumirkli, Viņa žēlastība cauru mūžu: vakarā nāk raudāšana, bet rītā prieks.

For his anger is but for a moment. His favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy is in the morning.

6 Es gan sacīju, kad man labi klājās: es nešaubīšos ne mūžam,

As for me, I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.

7 Jo, Kungs, caur Tavu labprātību Tu manu kalnu esi darījis pastāvīgu; bet kad Tu Savu vaigu paslēpi, tad es iztrūcinājos.

Thou, Jehovah, of thy favor had made my mountain to stand strong. Thou hid thy face; I was troubled.

8 Tevi es piesaucu, Kungs, un pielūdzu Tevi, ak Kungs no sirds.

I cried to thee, O Jehovah, and to Jehovah I made supplication.

9 Kāds labums atlec no manām asinīm, kad es būšu kapā grimis? Vai pīšļi Tevi slavēs? Vai tie sludinās Tavu patiesību?

What profit is there in my blood when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? Shall it declare thy truth?

10 Klausi, Kungs, un apžēlojies par mani: Kungs, esi man par palīgu!

Hear, O Jehovah, and have mercy upon me. Jehovah, be thou my helper.

11 Manas žēlabas Tu esi pārvērtis par līksmību, Tu man to maisu esi novilcis un mani apjozis ar prieku.

Thou have turned for me my mourning into dancing. Thou have loosed my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness,

12 Tāpēc Tev dziedās mans gods un nestāvēs klusu; Kungs, mans Dievs, es Tev pateikšos mūžīgi.

to the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O Jehovah my God, I will give thanks to thee forever.