Psalms 30

1 Saamu. Orin. Fún ìyàsímímọ́ Tẹmpili. Ti Dafidi. Èmi yóò kókìkí i rẹ, Olúwa, nítorí ìwọ ni ó gbé mi lékè tí ìwọ kò sì jẹ́ kí àwọn ọ̀tá mi kí ó yọ̀ mí.

A Psalme or song of the dedication of the house of David. I will magnifie thee, O Lord: for thou hast exalted mee, and hast not made my foe to reioyce ouer me.

2 Olúwa Ọlọ́run mi, èmi ké pè ọ́ fún ìrànlọ́wọ́, ìwọ sì ti wò mí sàn.

O Lord my God, I cried vnto thee, and thou hast restored me.

3 Olúwa, ìwọ ti yọ ọkàn mi jáde kúrò nínú isà òkú, mú mi padà bọ̀ sípò alààyè kí èmi má ba à lọ sínú ihò. (Sheol h7585)

O Lord, thou hast brought vp my soule out of the graue: thou hast reuiued me from them that goe downe into the pit. (Sheol h7585)

4 Kọ orin ìyìn sí Olúwa, ẹ̀yin olódodo; kí ẹ sì fi ọpẹ́ fún orúkọ rẹ̀ mímọ́.

Sing praises vnto the Lord, ye his Saintes, and giue thankes before the remembrance of his Holinesse.

5 Nítorí pé ìbínú rẹ̀ wà fún ìgbà díẹ̀, ojúrere rẹ̀ wà títí ayérayé; ẹkún lè pẹ́ títí di alẹ́, ṣùgbọ́n ayọ̀ yóò wá ní òwúrọ̀.

For he endureth but a while in his anger: but in his fauour is life: weeping may abide at euening, but ioy commeth in the morning.

6 Ní ìgbà ayé mi, mo wí pé, “a kì yóò ṣí mi ní ipò padà.”

And in my prosperitie I sayde, I shall neuer be moued.

7 Nípa ojúrere rẹ, Olúwa, ìwọ ti gbé mi kalẹ̀ bí òkè tí ó ní agbára; ìwọ pa ojú rẹ mọ́, àyà sì fò mí.

For thou Lord of thy goodnes hadest made my mountaine to stande strong: but thou didest hide thy face, and I was troubled.

8 Sí ọ Olúwa, ni mo ké pè é; àti sí Olúwa ni mo sọkún fún àánú:

Then cried I vnto thee, O Lord, and praied to my Lord.

9 “Èrè kí ni ó wà nínú ikú ìparun mi, nínú lílọ sí ihò mi? Eruku yóò a yìn ọ́ bí? Ǹjẹ́ yóò sọ nípa òdodo rẹ?

What profite is there in my blood, when I go downe to the pit? shall the dust giue thankes vnto thee? or shall it declare thy trueth?

10 Gbọ́, Olúwa, kí o sì ṣàánú fún mi; ìwọ Olúwa, jẹ́ olùrànlọ́wọ́ mi.”

Heare, O Lord, and haue mercy vpon me: Lord, be thou mine helper.

11 Ìwọ ti yí ìkáàánú mi di ijó fún mi; ìwọ sì ti bọ́ aṣọ ọ̀fọ̀ mi, o sì fi aṣọ ayọ̀ wọ̀ mí,

Thou hast turned my mourning into ioy: thou hast loosed my sacke and girded mee with gladnesse.

12 nítorí ìdí èyí ni kí ọkàn mi máa yìn ọ́, kí o má sì ṣe dákẹ́. Ìwọ Olúwa Ọlọ́run mi, èmi yóò máa fi ọpẹ́ fún ọ títí láé.

Therefore shall my tongue praise thee and not cease: O Lord my God, I will giue thankes vnto thee for euer.