Psalmi 30

1 Povzdigoval te bom, oh Gospod, kajti dvignil si me in nisi storil, da se moji nasprotniki veselijo nad menoj.

A psalm of David. A song for the dedication of the Temple. I will extol you, O Lord, because you have lifted me up, and not suffered my foes to rejoice over me.

2 Oh Gospod, moj Bog, klical sem k tebi in ti si me ozdravil.

I cried to you for help, O Lord my God, and you healed me.

3 Oh Gospod, mojo dušo si privedel iz groba. Ohranil si me živega, da ne bi šel dol v jamo. (Sheol h7585)

You have brought me up, Lord, from Sheol, from my way to the pit back to life you have called me. (Sheol h7585)

4 Prepevajte Gospodu, oh vi njegovi sveti in zahvaljujte se ob spominu njegove svetosti.

Sing praise to the Lord, faithful people; give thanks to his holy name.

5 Kajti njegova jeza ostaja samo trenutek, v njegovi naklonjenosti je življenje. Jokanje lahko vztraja za [eno] noč, toda radost prihaja zjutraj.

For his anger lasts only a moment, his favour endures for a lifetime. Weeping may lodge for the night, but the morning brings shouts of joy.

6 V svojem uspevanju sem rekel: »Nikoli ne bom omajan.«

When all went well, I imagined that never should I be shaken.

7 Gospod, po svoji naklonjenosti si storil, da moja gora trdno stoji. Skril si svoje obličje in sem bil zaskrbljen.

For by your favour, O Lord, you had set me on mountains strong: but you hide your face, and I was confounded.

8 K tebi sem klical, oh Gospod in h Gospodu sem naredil ponižno prošnjo.

Then to you, Lord, I cried, to the Lord I begged for mercy,

9 »Kakšna korist je v moji krvi, ko pojdem dol v jamo? Mar te bo hvalil prah? Bo ta oznanjal tvojo resnico?

‘What profit is there in my blood, if I go down to the pit? Can you be praised by dust? Can it tell of your faithfulness?

10 Prisluhni, oh Gospod in usmili se me. Gospod, bodi moj pomočnik.«

Hear, Lord, and show me your favour, Lord be a helper to me.’

11 Ti si zame obrnil moje žalovanje v ples. Odložil si mojo vrečevino in me opasal z veseljem,

You have turned my mourning to dancing; my sackcloth you have unloosed, and clothed me with joy:

12 z namenom, da lahko moja slava tebi poje hvalnico in ne bo molčeča. Oh Gospod, moj Bog, zahvaljeval se ti bom na veke.

that unceasingly I should sing your praise, and give thanks to you, Lord my God, forever.