< 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 and Song at the dedication of the house of David. I will extol thee, O LORD; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.
2 Kungs, mans Dievs, kad es Tevi piesaucu, tad Tu mani dziedināji.
O LORD my God, I cried to thee, and thou hast healed me.
3 Kungs, Tu manu dvēseli esi izvedis no elles, Tu mani dzīvu esi uzturējis, ka neesmu nogrimis kapā. (Sheol h7585)
O LORD, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast 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 to the LORD, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.
5 Jo Viņa dusmība pastāv acumirkli, Viņa žēlastība cauru mūžu: vakarā nāk raudāšana, bet rītā prieks.
For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
6 Es gan sacīju, kad man labi klājās: es nešaubīšos ne mūžam,
And in my prosperity 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.
LORD, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled.
8 Tevi es piesaucu, Kungs, un pielūdzu Tevi, ak Kungs no sirds.
I cried to thee, O LORD; and to the LORD 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 LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou 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 dancing: thou hast put off 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 LORD my God, I will give thanks to thee for ever.

< Psalmi 30 >