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.

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

O Lord my God, I have cried to thee, and then hast healed me.

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

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

Sing to the Lord, O ye his saints: and give praise to the memory of his holiness.

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

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

And in my abundance I said: 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.

O Lord, in thy favour, thou gavest strength to my beauty. Thou turnedst away thy face from me, and I became troubled.

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

To thee, O Lord, will I cry: and I will make supplication to my God.

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, whilst I go down to corruption? Shall dust confess to thee, or declare thy truth?

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

The Lord hath heard, and hath had mercy on me: the Lord became my helper.

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

Thou hast turned for me my mourning into joy: thou hast cut my sackcloth, and hast compassed 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 to thee, and I may not regret: O Lord my God, I will give praise to thee for ever.