Psalms 30

1 A Canticle Psalm. In dedication to the house of David. I will extol you, Lord, for you have sustained me, and you have not allowed my enemies to delight over me.

Jusqu'à la Fin, psaume et cantique de David à l'occasion de la dédicace de la maison. Je t'exalterai, Seigneur; car tu m'as relevé, tu n'as point fait de moi la joie de mes ennemis.

2 O Lord my God, I have cried out to you, and you have healed me.

Seigneur mon Dieu, j'ai crié vers toi, et tu m'as guéri.

3 Lord, you led my soul away from Hell. You have saved me from those who descend into the pit. (Sheol h7585)

Seigneur, tu as ramené mon âme de l'enfer; tu m'as sauvé d'entre ceux qui descendent dans le sépulcre. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sing a psalm to the Lord, you his saints, and confess with remembrance of his holiness.

Chantez le Seigneur, vous ses saints; rendez-lui grâces au souvenir de sa sainteté.

5 For wrath is in his indignation, and life is in his will. Toward evening, weeping will linger, and toward morning, gladness.

Car la colère naît de son indignation, mais la vie est en sa volonté; le soir, il y aura des pleurs, et à l'aurore l'allégresse.

6 But I have said in my abundance: “I will never be disturbed.”

Pour moi, j'ai dit en ma prospérité: Je serai à jamais inébranlable.

7 O Lord, in your will, you made virtue preferable to beauty for me. You turned your face away from me, and I became disturbed.

Seigneur, ta volonté sainte me maintenait en ma force et ma beauté; tu as détourné de moi ton visage, et j'ai été troublé.

8 To you, Lord, I will cry out. And I will make supplication to my God.

Je crierai vers toi, Seigneur; j'adresserai mes prières à mon Dieu.

9 What use would there be in my blood, if I descend into corruption? Will dust confess to you or announce your truth?

De quelle utilité te serait mon sang, si je tombais en corruption? Ma cendre te rendrait-elle gloire? ferait-elle connaître ta vérité?

10 The Lord has heard, and he has been merciful to me. The Lord has become my helper.

Le Seigneur m'a entendu, et il a eu pitié de moi; le Seigneur est devenu mon champion.

11 You have turned my mourning into gladness for me. You have cut off my sackcloth, and you have surrounded me with joy.

Tu as changé mes lamentations en joie; tu as déchiré mon cilice; tu m'as environné d'allégresse;

12 So then, may my glory sing to you, and may I not regret it. O Lord, my God, I will confess to you for eternity.

Afin que ma gloire chante tes louanges, et que la douleur ne me transperce plus. Seigneur mon Dieu, je te rendrai éternellement grâces.