Psalms 30

1 A Melody. A Song for the Dedication of the House. David’s. I will extol thee, O Yahweh, for thou hast drawn me up, —and not suffered my foes to rejoice over me.

He hemene, he waiata mo te tainga o te kawa o te whare. Na Rawiri. Ka whakanui ahau i a koe, e Ihowa; nau hoki ahau i hapai ake, a kihai i tukua oku hoariri kia hari ki ahau.

2 O Yahweh, my God, I cried for help unto thee, and thou hast healed me.

E Ihowa, e toku Atua, i karanga ahau ki a koe, a kore ake toku mate i a koe.

3 O Yahweh! thou hast lifted, out of hades, my soul, Thou hast brought me back to life, from among those who were going down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)

E Ihowa, nau i whakaputa ake toku wairua i te reinga; nau ahau i whakaora kei heke ki te poka. (Sheol h7585)

4 Sweep the strings to Yahweh, ye his men of lovingkindness, and give ye praise at the mention of his holiness.

Himene ki a Ihowa, e tana hunga tapu, whakawhetai hoki ki tona ingoa tapu.

5 For there is, a Moment, in his anger, a Life-time, in his good-pleasure, In the evening, cometh Weeping to lodge, But, by the morning,’tis a Shout of Triumph!

He iti hoki te wahi e riri ai ia; he oranga ki te manakohia e ia: e tau iho te tangi i te ahiahi, a i te ata he hari.

6 But, I, said, in my tranquility, I shall not be shaken to times age-abiding!

I mea ahau i toku wa i kake ai, E kore ahau e whakangaueuetia a muri ake nei.

7 O Yahweh, in thy good-pleasure, hadst thou caused my mountain to stand, strong, —Thou didst hide thy face—I was dismayed!

He manakohanga nau, e Ihowa, i u ai i a koe te tu o toku maunga; i huna e koe tou mata a raru iho ahau.

8 Unto thee, O Yahweh, do I cry, —and, unto My Lord, do I make supplication:

E Ihowa, i karanga ahau ki a koe, i inoi hoki ki a Ihowa.

9 What profit in my blood? in my going down into the pit? Can dust praise thee? Can it declare thy faithfulness?

He aha te pai o oku toto ina heke ahau ki te poka? Ma te puehu koia koe e whakamoemiti? mana oti e whakapuaki tou pono?

10 Hear, O Yahweh, and show me favour, O Yahweh! become thou a helper unto me.

Whakarongo, e Ihowa, tohungia hoki ahau: e Ihowa, ko koe hei awhina moku.

11 Thou hast turned my lamentation, into a dance for me, —Thou hast torn off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness:

Kua puta ke i a koe taku tangi hei kanikani: kua wewete i toku kakahu taratara, a whitikiria ana ahau e koe ki te koa;

12 To the end that mine honour should make melody unto thee, and not be silent. O Yahweh, my God! Unto times age-abiding, will I praise thee.

Hei mea e himene ai toku kororia ki a koe, kore ake e wahangu. E Ihowa, e toku Atua, ka whakawhetai ahau ki a koe ake ake.