Psalmorum 30
1 Psalmus cantici, in dedicatione domus David. Exaltabo te, Domine, quoniam suscepisti me, nec delectasti inimicos meos super me.
For the end, a Psalm and Song at the dedication of the house of David. I will exalt you, O Lord; for you have lifted me up, and not caused mine enemies to rejoice over me.
2 Domine Deus meus, clamavi ad te, et sanasti me.
O Lord my God, I cried to you, and you did heal me.
O Lord, you have brought up my soul from Hades, you have delivered me from [among] them that go down to the pit. (Sheol h7585)
4 Psallite Domino, sancti ejus; et confitemini memoriæ sanctitatis ejus.
Sing to the Lord, you his saints, and give thanks for the remembrance of his holiness.
5 Quoniam ira in indignatione ejus, et vita in voluntate ejus: ad vesperum demorabitur fletus, et ad matutinum lætitia.
For anger is in his wrath, but life in his favor: weeping shall wait for the evening, but joy shall be in the morning.
6 Ego autem dixi in abundantia mea: Non movebor in æternum.
And I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.
7 Domine, in voluntate tua præstitisti decori meo virtutem; avertisti faciem tuam a me, et factus sum conturbatus.
O Lord, in your good pleasure you did add strength to my beauty: but you did turn away your face, and I was troubled.
8 Ad te, Domine, clamabo, et ad Deum meum deprecabor.
To you, O Lord, will I cry; and to my God will I make supplication.
9 Quæ utilitas in sanguine meo, dum descendo in corruptionem? numquid confitebitur tibi pulvis, aut annuntiabit veritatem tuam?
What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to destruction? Shall the dust give praise to you? or shall it declare your truth?
10 Audivit Dominus, et misertus est mei; Dominus factus est adjutor meus.
The Lord heard, and had compassion upon me; the Lord is become my helper.
11 Convertisti planctum meum in gaudium mihi; conscidisti saccum meum, et circumdedisti me lætitia:
You have turned my mourning into joy for me: you have tore off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
12 ut cantet tibi gloria mea, et non compungar. Domine Deus meus, in æternum confitebor tibi.
that my glory may sing praise to you, and I may not be pierced [with sorrow]. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to you for ever.
