Salmos 30

1 Te daré alabanza y honor, oh Señor, porque en ti he sido levantado; no le has permitido a mis enemigos que se burlen de mi.

A psalm of David. A song for the dedication of the Temple. I will extol you, O Lord, because you have lifted me up, and not suffered my foes to rejoice over me.

2 Oh SEÑOR, Dios mío, he enviado mi clamor a ti, y tú me has sanado.

I cried to you for help, O Lord my God, and you healed me.

3 Oh Señor, has hecho que mi alma vuelva a salir del sepulcro; me has dado la vida y me has impedido descender entre los muertos. (Sheol h7585)

You have brought me up, Lord, from Sheol, from my way to the pit back to life you have called me. (Sheol h7585)

4 Haz canciones al Señor, ustedes sus santos, y alaben su santo nombre.

Sing praise to the Lord, faithful people; give thanks to his holy name.

5 Porque su ira es solo por un minuto; pero su favor dura toda la vida; el llanto puede ser por una noche, pero la alegría llega por la mañana.

For his anger lasts only a moment, his favor endures for a lifetime. Weeping may lodge for the night, but the morning brings shouts of joy.

6 Cuando las cosas me fueron bien, dije: nunca seré conmovido.

When all went well, I imagined that never should I be shaken.

7 Señor, por tu gracia has mantenido firme mi montaña; cuando tu rostro se alejó de mí, me turbó.

For by your favor, O Lord, you had set me on mountains strong: but you hide your face, and I was confounded.

8 Mi voz subió a ti, oh Señor; Suplicaré al Señor.

Then to you, Lord, I cried, to the Lord I begged for mercy,

9 ¿Qué provecho hay en mi muerte si bajo a la sepultura? ¿Te dará el polvo el elogio o Anunciara de tu verdad?

“What profit is there in my blood, if I go down to the pit? Can you be praised by dust? Can it tell of your faithfulness?

10 Escúchame, oh Jehová, y ten misericordia de mí; Señor, sé mi ayudador.

Hear, Lord, and show me your favor, Lord be a helper to me.”

11 Por ti mi tristeza se convierte en baile; me has quitado mi ropa de luto y me has dado ropas de alegría;

You have turned my mourning to dancing; my sackcloth you have unloosed, and clothed me with joy:

12 Por tanto a ti cantaré gloria mía, y no estaré callado. Señor, Dios mío, te alabaré para siempre.

that unceasingly I should sing your praise, and give thanks to you, Lord my God, forever.