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Psalm 30

Thanksgiving for Deliverance from Death.

A Psalm; a Song at the Dedication of the House (Temple). A Psalm of David.

1I will extol and praise You, O Lord, for You have lifted me up,
And have not let my enemies rejoice over me.

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

O Lord, You have brought my life up from Sheol (the nether world, the place of the dead);
You have kept me alive, so that I would not go down to the pit (grave).

Sing to the Lord, O you His godly ones,
And give thanks at the mention of His holy name.

For His anger is but for a moment,
[a]His favor is for a lifetime.
Weeping may endure for a night,
But a shout of joy comes in the morning.


As for me, in my prosperity I said,
“I shall never be moved.”

By Your favor and grace, O Lord, you have made my mountain stand strong;
You hid Your face, and I was horrified.

I called to You, O Lord,
And to the Lord I made supplication (specific request).

“What profit is there in my blood (death), if I go down to the pit (grave)?
Will the dust praise You? Will it declare Your faithfulness [to man]?

10 
“Hear, O Lord, be gracious and show favor to me;
O Lord, be my helper.”
11 
You have turned my mourning into dancing for me;
You have taken off my sackcloth and clothed me with joy,
12 
That my soul may sing praise to You and not be silent.
O Lord my God, I will give thanks to You forever.

Notas al pie

  1. Psalm 30:5 Or in His favor is life.

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Salmos 30

Cántico para la dedicación de la casa.[a] Salmo de David.

1Te exaltaré, Señor, porque me levantaste,
    porque no dejaste que mis enemigos se burlaran de mí.
Señor mi Dios, te pedí ayuda
    y me sanaste.
Tú, Señor, me sacaste del sepulcro;
    me hiciste revivir de entre los muertos.

Canten al Señor, ustedes sus fieles;
    alaben su santo nombre.
Porque solo un instante dura su enojo,
    pero toda una vida su bondad.
Si por la noche hay llanto,
    por la mañana habrá gritos de alegría.

Cuando me sentí seguro, exclamé:
    «Jamás seré conmovido».
Tú, Señor, en tu buena voluntad,
    me afirmaste en elevado baluarte;
pero escondiste tu rostro,
    y yo quedé confundido.

A ti clamo, Señor Soberano;
    a ti me vuelvo suplicante.
¿Qué ganas tú con que yo muera,[b]
    con que descienda yo al sepulcro?
¿Acaso el polvo te alabará
    o proclamará tu verdad?
10 Oye, Señor; compadécete de mí.
    ¡Sé tú, Señor, mi ayuda!

11 Convertiste mi lamento en danza;
    me quitaste la ropa de luto
    y me vestiste de fiesta,
12 para que te cante y te glorifique,
    y no me quede callado.

¡Señor mi Dios, siempre te daré gracias!

Notas al pie

  1. 30 Tít. casa. Alt. palacio, o templo.
  2. 30:9 con que yo muera. Lit. con mi sangre.