Psalmen 30

1A psalm of a canticle, at the dedication of David’s house.

2I will extol thee, O Lord, for thou hast upheld me: and hast not made my enemies to rejoice over me.

3O Lord my God, I have cried to thee, and then hast healed me.

4Thou hast brought forth, O Lord, my soul from hell: thou hast saved me from them that go down into the pit.

5Sing to the Lord, O ye his saints: and give praise to the memory of his holiness.

6For wrath is in his indignation; and life in his good will. In the evening weeping shall have place, and in the morning gladness.

7And in my abundance I said: I shall never be moved.

8O Lord, in thy favour, thou gavest strength to my beauty. Thou turnedst away thy face from me, and I became troubled.

9To thee, O Lord, will I cry: and I will make supplication to my God.

10What profit is there in my blood, whilst I go down to corruption? Shall dust confess to thee, or declare thy truth?

11The Lord hath heard, and hath had mercy on me: the Lord became my helper.

12Thou hast turned for me my mourning into joy: thou hast cut my sackcloth, and hast compassed me with gladness:

13To the end that my glory may sing to thee, and I may not regret: O Lord my God, I will give praise to thee for ever.

1Psalmus cantici, in dedicatione domus David.

2[Exaltabo te, Domine, quoniam suscepisti me, nec delectasti inimicos meos super me.

3Domine Deus meus, clamavi ad te, et sanasti me.

4Domine, eduxisti ab inferno animam meam; salvasti me a descendentibus in lacum.

5Psallite Domino, sancti ejus; et confitemini memoriæ sanctitatis ejus.

6Quoniam ira in indignatione ejus, et vita in voluntate ejus: ad vesperum demorabitur fletus, et ad matutinum lætitia.

7Ego autem dixi in abundantia mea: Non movebor in æternum.

8Domine, in voluntate tua præstitisti decori meo virtutem; avertisti faciem tuam a me, et factus sum conturbatus.

9Ad te, Domine, clamabo, et ad Deum meum deprecabor.

10Quæ utilitas in sanguine meo, dum descendo in corruptionem? numquid confitebitur tibi pulvis, aut annuntiabit veritatem tuam?

11Audivit Dominus, et misertus est mei; Dominus factus est adjutor meus.

12Convertisti planctum meum in gaudium mihi; conscidisti saccum meum, et circumdedisti me lætitia:

13ut cantet tibi gloria mea, et non compungar. Domine Deus meus, in æternum confitebor tibi.]

1A Canticle Psalm. In dedication to the house of David.

2I will extol you, Lord, for you have sustained me, and you have not allowed my enemies to delight over me.

3O Lord my God, I have cried out to you, and you have healed me.

4Lord, you led my soul away from Hell. You have saved me from those who descend into the pit.

5Sing a psalm to the Lord, you his saints, and confess with remembrance of his holiness.

6For wrath is in his indignation, and life is in his will. Toward evening, weeping will linger, and toward morning, gladness.

7But I have said in my abundance: “I will never be disturbed.”

8O Lord, in your will, you made virtue preferable to beauty for me. You turned your face away from me, and I became disturbed.

9To you, Lord, I will cry out. And I will make supplication to my God.

10What use would there be in my blood, if I descend into corruption? Will dust confess to you or announce your truth?

11The Lord has heard, and he has been merciful to me. The Lord has become my helper.

12You have turned my mourning into gladness for me. You have cut off my sackcloth, and you have surrounded me with joy.

13So then, may my glory sing to you, and may I not regret it. O Lord, my God, I will confess to you for eternity.