Psalms 30

1 A Psalm. A Song for the Dedication of the Temple. By David. I will extol you, LORD, for you have raised me up, and have not made my foes to rejoice over me.

Yon Sòm; yon chan nan Dedikasyon Kay La; Yon Sòm David Mwen va leve Ou wo, O SENYÈ, paske Ou te leve mwen. Ou pa t kite lènmi m yo rejwi sou mwen.

2 LORD my God, I cried to you, and you have healed me.

O SENYÈ, Bondye mwen an, mwen te kriye a Ou menm, e Ou te geri mwen.

3 LORD, you have brought up my soul from Sheol (Sheol h7585). You have kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.

O SENYÈ, Ou te fè nanm mwen monte kite sejou lanmò yo. Ou te kenbe m vivan, pou m pa t desann nan gwo fòs la. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sing praise to the LORD, you saints of his. Give thanks to his holy name.

Chante lwanj a SENYÈ a, nou menm ki fidèl Li yo. Bay remèsiman a sen non Li.

5 For his anger is but for a moment. His favor is for a lifetime. Weeping may stay for the night, but joy comes in the morning.

Paske kòlè Li se sèlman pou yon moman, men Bonte Li se pou tout tan. Kriye a kapab dire pou nwit lan, men kri lajwa a vin parèt nan maten.

6 As for me, I said in my prosperity, “I shall never be moved.”

Alò, pou mwen, mwen te di nan bon tan mwen, “Mwen p ap janm ebranle.”

7 You, LORD, when you favored me, made my mountain stand strong; but when you hid your face, I was troubled.

O SENYÈ, pa gras Ou, Ou te fè mòn mwen an kanpe fèm. Lè Ou te kache figi Ou, mwen te dekouraje nèt.

8 I cried to you, LORD. I made supplication to the Lord:

A Ou menm, SENYÈ, mwen te rele. A SENYÈ mwen an, mwen te fè siplikasyon mwen yo:

9 “What profit is there in my destruction, if I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise you? Shall it declare your truth?

“Ki benefis ki genyen nan san mwen si mwen desann nan gwo fòs la? Èske pousyè a kab louwe Ou? Èske li va deklare fidelite Ou?

10 Hear, LORD, and have mercy on me. LORD, be my helper.”

Tande, O SENYÈ e fè m gras. O SENYÈ, ban m soutyen.”

11 You have turned my mourning into dancing for me. You have removed my sackcloth, and clothed me with gladness,

Ou te chanje doulè mwen, e sa te fè m vin danse ak lajwa; Ou te demare rad twal sak mwen an, e te mare senti m avèk kè kontan.

12 to the end that my heart may sing praise to you, and not be silent. LORD my God, I will give thanks to you forever!

Konsa, pou kè m kab chante lwanj Ou, e pa rete an silans. O SENYÈ, Bondye mwen an, mwen va bay Ou glwa pou tout tan, nèt.