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Psalms 30
Clementine Vulgate · Berean Standard Bible
In finem. Psalmus David, pro extasi.
A Psalm. A song for the dedication of the temple. Of David. I will exalt You, O LORD, for You have lifted me up and have not allowed my foes to rejoice over me.
In te, Domine, speravi ; non confundar in æternum : in justitia tua libera me.
O LORD my God, I cried to You for help, and You healed me.
Inclina ad me aurem tuam ; accelera ut eruas me. Esto mihi in Deum protectorem, et in domum refugii, ut salvum me facias :
O LORD, You pulled me up from Sheol; You spared me from descending into the Pit.
quoniam fortitudo mea et refugium meum es tu ; et propter nomen tuum deduces me et enutries me.
Sing to the LORD, O you His saints, and praise His holy name (note: Or and praise the memorial of His holiness; see Exodus 3:15.).
Educes me de laqueo hoc quem absconderunt mihi, quoniam tu es protector meus.
For His anger is fleeting, but His favor lasts a lifetime. Weeping may stay the night, but joy comes in the morning.
In manus tuas commendo spiritum meum ; redemisti me, Domine Deus veritatis.
In prosperity I said, “I will never be shaken.”
Odisti observantes vanitates supervacue ; ego autem in Domino speravi.
O LORD, You favored me; You made my mountain stand strong. When You hid Your face, I was dismayed.
Exsultabo, et lætabor in misericordia tua, quoniam respexisti humilitatem meam ; salvasti de necessitatibus animam meam.
To You, O LORD, I called, and I begged my Lord for mercy:
Nec conclusisti me in manibus inimici : statuisti in loco spatioso pedes meos.
“What gain is there in my bloodshed (note: Or in my destruction), in my descent to the Pit (note: Or to corruption)? Will the dust praise You? Will it proclaim Your faithfulness?
Miserere mei, Domine, quoniam tribulor ; conturbatus est in ira oculus meus, anima mea, et venter meus.
Hear me, O LORD, and have mercy; O LORD, be my helper.”
Quoniam defecit in dolore vita mea, et anni mei in gemitibus. Infirmata est in paupertate virtus mea, et ossa mea conturbata sunt.
You turned my mourning into dancing; You peeled off my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,
Super omnes inimicos meos factus sum opprobrium, et vicinis meis valde, et timor notis meis ; qui videbant me foras fugerunt a me.
that my heart may sing Your praises and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks forever.