< Psalmi 30 >

1 Povzdigoval te bom, oh Gospod, kajti dvignil si me in nisi storil, da se moji nasprotniki veselijo nad menoj.
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 Oh Gospod, moj Bog, klical sem k tebi in ti si me ozdravil.
O LORD my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
3 Oh Gospod, mojo dušo si privedel iz groba. Ohranil si me živega, da ne bi šel dol v jamo. (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 Prepevajte Gospodu, oh vi njegovi sveti in zahvaljujte se ob spominu njegove svetosti.
Sing unto the LORD, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.
5 Kajti njegova jeza ostaja samo trenutek, v njegovi naklonjenosti je življenje. Jokanje lahko vztraja za [eno] noč, toda radost prihaja zjutraj.
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 V svojem uspevanju sem rekel: »Nikoli ne bom omajan.«
And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.
7 Gospod, po svoji naklonjenosti si storil, da moja gora trdno stoji. Skril si svoje obličje in sem bil zaskrbljen.
LORD, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face, [and] I was troubled.
8 K tebi sem klical, oh Gospod in h Gospodu sem naredil ponižno prošnjo.
I cried to thee, O LORD; and unto the LORD I made supplication.
9 »Kakšna korist je v moji krvi, ko pojdem dol v jamo? Mar te bo hvalil prah? Bo ta oznanjal tvojo resnico?
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 Prisluhni, oh Gospod in usmili se me. Gospod, bodi moj pomočnik.«
Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou my helper.
11 Ti si zame obrnil moje žalovanje v ples. Odložil si mojo vrečevino in me opasal z veseljem,
Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
12 z namenom, da lahko moja slava tebi poje hvalnico in ne bo molčeča. Oh Gospod, moj Bog, zahvaljeval se ti bom na veke.
To the end that [my] glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.

< Psalmi 30 >