Psalms 30

1 “A psalm, a song at the dedication of the temple, of David.” I will extol thee, O Lord; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not suffered my enemies to rejoice over me.

Salmo de canción al estrenar la casa de David: Te ensalzaré, oh SEÑOR; porque me has ensalzado; y no hiciste alegrar mis enemigos de mí.

2 O Lord my God, I cried loudly unto thee, and thou hast healed me.

SEÑOR Dios mío, clamé a ti, y me sanaste.

3 O Lord, thou hast brought up from the nether world my soul: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

Oh SEÑOR, hiciste subir mi alma del sepulcro; me diste vida de mi descendimiento a la sepultura. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sing unto the Lord, O ye his pious ones, and give thanks to the memorial of his holiness.

Cantad al SEÑOR sus misericordiosos, y celebrad la memoria de su santidad.

5 For his anger is momentary, [but] life is in his favor: in the evening [cometh] weeping to stay for a night, but in the morning, there is joyful song.

Porque un momento hay en su furor; mas en su voluntad está la vida: por la tarde durará el lloro, y a la mañana vendrá la alegría.

6 And I had said indeed in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.

Y dije yo en mi prosperidad: No seré jamás conmovido;

7 Lord, by thy favor hadst thou caused my mountain to stand in strength: thou didst hide thy face, [and] I was terrified.

porque tú, SEÑOR, por tu benevolencia has asentado mi monte con fortaleza. Escondiste tu rostro, fui conturbado.

8 Unto thee, O Lord, will I call; and unto the Lord will I make supplication.

A ti, oh DIOS, llamaré; y al Señor suplicaré.

9 What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the grave? Shall the dust thank thee? shall it announce thy truth?

¿Qué provecho hay en mi muerte, cuando yo descendiere al hoyo? ¿Te alabará el polvo? ¿Anunciará tu verdad?

10 Hear, O Lord, and be gracious unto me: Lord, be thou a helper unto me.

Oye, oh SEÑOR, y ten misericordia de mí: SEÑOR, sé tú mi ayudador.

11 Thou hast changed my mourning into dancing for me; thou hast loosened my sack-cloth, and girded me with joy.

Has tornado mi endecha en baile; desataste mi cilicio, y me ceñiste de alegría.

12 To the end that my glorious soul may sing praise to thee, and never be silent. O Lord my God, for ever will I give thanks unto thee.

Por tanto a ti canté gloria, y no callé; SEÑOR Dios mío, te alabaré para siempre.