Psalm 29 [MT 30]

[For the end, a Psalm and Song at the dedication of the house of David.]

Εἰς τὸ τέλος· ψαλμὸς ᾠδῆς τοῦ ἐγκαινισμοῦ τοῦ οἴκου· Δαυΐδ. -

I will exalt thee, O Lord; for thou hast lifted me up, and not caused mine enemies to rejoice over me.

ΥΨΩΣΩ σε, Κύριε, ὅτι ὑπέλαβές με καὶ οὐκ εὔφρανας τοὺς ἐχθρούς μου ἐπ᾿ ἐμέ.

O Lord my God, I cried to thee, and thou didst heal me.

Κύριε ὁ Θεός μου, ἐκέκραξα πρὸς σέ, καὶ ἰάσω με·

O Lord, thou hast brought up my soul from Hades, thou hast delivered me from [among] them that go down to the pit.

Κύριε, ἀνήγαγες ἐξ ᾅδου τὴν ψυχήν μου, ἔσωσάς με ἀπὸ τῶν καταβαινόντων εἰς λάκκον.

Sing to the Lord, ye his saints, and give thanks for the remembrance of his holiness.

ψάλατε τῷ Κυρίῳ, οἱ ὅσιοι αὐτοῦ, καὶ ἐξομολογεῖσθε τῇ μνήμῃ τῆς ἁγιωσύνης αὐτοῦ·

For anger is in his wrath, but life in his favour: weeping shall tarry for the evening, but joy shall be in the morning.

ὅτι ὀργὴ ἐν τῷ θυμῷ αὐτοῦ, καὶ ζωὴ ἐν τῷ θελήματι αὐτοῦ· τὸ ἑσπέρας αὐλισθήσεται κλαυθμὸς καὶ εἰς τὸ πρωΐ ἀγαλλίασις.

And I said in my prosperity, I shall never be moved.

ἐγὼ δὲ εἶπα ἐν τῇ εὐθηνίᾳ μου· οὐ μὴ σαλευθῶ εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα.

O Lord, in thy good pleasure thou didst add strength to my beauty: but thou didst turn away thy face, and I was troubled.

Κύριε, ἐν τῷ θελήματί σου παρέσχου τῷ κάλλει μου δύναμιν· ἀπέστρεψας δὲ τὸ πρόσωπόν σου καὶ ἐγενήθην τεταραγμένος.

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

πρὸς σέ, Κύριε, κεκράξομαι, καὶ πρὸς τὸν Θεόν μου δεηθήσομαι.

What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to destruction? Shall the dust give praise to thee? or shall it declare thy truth?

τίς ὠφέλεια ἐν τῷ αἵματί μου ἐν τῷ καταβαίνειν με εἰς διαφθοράν; μὴ ἐξομολογήσεταί σοι χοῦς ἢ ἀναγγελεῖ τὴν ἀλήθειάν σου;

The Lord heard, and had compassion upon me; the Lord is become my helper.

ἤκουσε Κύριος, καὶ ἠλέησέ με, Κύριος ἐγενήθη βοηθός μου.

Thou hast turned my mourning into joy for me: thou hast rent off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;

ἔστρεψας τὸν κοπετόν μου εἰς χαρὰν ἐμοί, διέῤῥηξας τὸν σάκκον μου καὶ περιέζωσάς με εὐφροσύνην,

that my glory may sing praise to thee, and I may not be pierced [with sorrow]. O Lord my God, I will give thanks to thee for ever.

ὅπως ἂν ψάλῃ σοι ἡ δόξα μου καὶ οὐ μὴ κατανυγῶ. Κύριε ὁ Θεός μου, εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα ἐξομολογήσομαί σοι.