Psalmi 30
1 Uzvišivaæu te, Gospode, jer si me oteo, i nijesi dao neprijateljima mojim da mi se svete.
A Melody. A Song for the Dedication of the House. David’s. I will extol thee, O Yahweh, for thou hast drawn me up, —and not suffered my foes to rejoice over me.
2 Gospode, Bože moj! zavikah k tebi, i iscijelio si me.
O Yahweh, my God, I cried for help unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
O Yahweh! thou hast lifted, out of hades, my soul, Thou hast brought me back to life, from among those who were going down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
4 Pojte Gospodu, sveci njegovi, i slavite sveto ime njegovo.
Sweep the strings to Yahweh, ye his men of lovingkindness, and give ye praise at the mention of his holiness.
5 Gnjev je njegov za trenuæe oka, a do života milost njegova, veèerom dolazi plaè, a jutrom radost.
For there is, a Moment, in his anger, a Life-time, in his good-pleasure, In the evening, cometh Weeping to lodge, But, by the morning,’tis a Shout of Triumph!
6 I ja rekoh u dobru svom: neæu posrnuti dovijeka.
But, I, said, in my tranquility, I shall not be shaken to times age-abiding!
7 Ti šæaše, Gospode, te gora moja stajaše tvrdo. Ti odvrati lice svoje, i ja se smetoh.
O Yahweh, in thy good-pleasure, hadst thou caused my mountain to stand, strong, —Thou didst hide thy face—I was dismayed!
8 Tada tebe, Gospode, zazivah, i Gospoda molih:
Unto thee, O Yahweh, do I cry, —and, unto My Lord, do I make supplication:
9 “Kakva je korist od krvi moje, da siðem u grob? hoæe li te prah slaviti ili kazivati istinu tvoju?
What profit in my blood? in my going down into the pit? Can dust praise thee? Can it declare thy faithfulness?
10 Èuj, Gospode, i smiluj se na me; Gospode! budi mi pomoænik.”
Hear, O Yahweh, and show me favour, O Yahweh! become thou a helper unto me.
11 I ti promijeni plaè moj na radost, skide s mene vreæu, i opasa me veseljem.
Thou hast turned my lamentation, into a dance for me, —Thou hast torn off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness:
12 Zato æe ti pjevati slava moja i neæe umuknuti; Gospode, Bože moj! dovijeka æu te hvaliti.
To the end that mine honour should make melody unto thee, and not be silent. O Yahweh, my God! Unto times age-abiding, will I praise thee.
