Psalmi 30

1 Povzdigoval te bom, oh Gospod, kajti dvignil si me in nisi storil, da se moji nasprotniki veselijo nad menoj.

“A psalm of David. To the air of songs for the dedication of a house.” I will extol thee, O LORD! for thou hast lifted me up, And hast not suffered my enemies to rejoice over me.

2 Oh Gospod, moj Bog, klical sem k tebi in ti si me ozdravil.

O Jehovah, my God! I called upon 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 raised me up from the underworld; 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 his servants! And praise his holy name!

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, But his favor through life; In the evening sorrow may be a guest, But joy cometh in the morning.

6 V svojem uspevanju sem rekel: »Nikoli ne bom omajan.«

I said in my prosperity, “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.

Thou, O LORD! by thy favor, 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 unto thee, O LORD! To 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 will my blood profit thee, that I should go down to the pit? Can dust praise thee? Can it declare thy faithfulness?

10 Prisluhni, oh Gospod in usmili se me. Gospod, bodi moj pomočnik.«

Hear, O LORD! and have pity upon me! Be thou, LORD! my helper!”

11 Ti si zame obrnil moje žalovanje v ples. Odložil si mojo vrečevino in me opasal z veseljem,

Thou didst turn my mourning into dancing; Thou didst loose my sackcloth, and gird 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.

Therefore I will sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O Jehovah, my God! I will give thanks to thee for ever!