ΨΑΛΜΟΙ 29
Septuagint (Brenton Greek text, with Apocrypha)Original language
Septuagint (Brenton Greek text, with Apocrypha)
Douay-Rheims Bible, American Edition (1899)
1Εἰς τὸ τέλος, ψαλμὸς ᾠδῆς τοῦ ἐνκαινισμοῦ τοῦ οἴκου τοῦ Δαυίδ.
1A psalm of a canticle, at the dedication of David’s house.
2Ὑψώσω σε, Κύριε, ὅτι ὑπέλαβές με, καὶ οὐκ εὔφρανας τοὺς ἐχθρούς μου ἐπʼ ἐμέ.
2I will extol thee, O Lord, for thou hast upheld me: and hast not made my enemies to rejoice over me.
3Κύριε ὁ Θεός μου, ἐκέκραξα πρὸς σὲ, καὶ ἰάσω με·
3O Lord my God, I have cried to thee, and then hast healed me.
4Κύριε, ἀνήγαγες ἐξ ᾅδου τὴν ψυχήν μου, ἔσωσάς με ἀπὸ τῶν καταβαινόντων εἰς λάκκον.
4Thou hast brought forth, O Lord, my soul from hell: thou hast saved me from them that go down into the pit.
5Ψάλατε τῷ Κυρίῳ οἱ ὅσιοι αὐτοῦ, καὶ ἐξομολογεῖσθε τῇ μνήμῃ τῆς ἁγιωσύνης αὐτοῦ.
5Sing to the Lord, O ye his saints: and give praise to the memory of his holiness.
6Ὅτι ὀργὴ ἐν τῷ θυμῷ αὐτοῦ, καὶ ζωὴ ἐν τῷ θελήματι αὐτοῦ· τοεσπέρας αὐλισθήσεται κλαυθμὸς, καὶ εἰς το πρωῒ ἀγαλλίασις.
6For wrath is in his indignation; and life in his good will. In the evening weeping shall have place, and in the morning gladness.
7Ἐγὼ δὲ εἶπα ἐν τῇ εὐθηνίᾳ μου, οὐ μὴ σαλευθῶ εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα.
7And in my abundance I said: I shall never be moved.
8Κύριε, ἐν τῷ θελήματί σου παρέσχου τῷ κάλλει μου δύναμιν· ἀπέστρεψας δὲ τὸ πρόσωπόν σου, καὶ ἐγενήθην τεταραγμένος.
8O Lord, in thy favour, thou gavest strength to my beauty. Thou turnedst away thy face from me, and I became troubled.
9Πρὸς σὲ Κύριε κεκράξομαι, καὶ πρὸς τὸν Θεόν μου δεηθήσομαι.
9To thee, O Lord, will I cry: and I will make supplication to my God.
10Τίς ὠφέλεια ἐν τῷ αἵματί μου, ἐν τῷ καταβῆναί με εἰς διαφθοράν; μὴ ἐξομολογήσεταί σοι χοῦς; ἢ ἀναγγελεῖ τὴν ἀλήθειάν σου;
10What profit is there in my blood, whilst I go down to corruption? Shall dust confess to thee, or declare thy truth?
11Ἤκουσε Κύριος, καὶ ἠλέησέ με, Κύριος ἐγενήθη βοηθός μου.
11The Lord hath heard, and hath had mercy on me: the Lord became my helper.
12Ἔστρεψας τὸν κοπετόν μου εἰς χαρὰν ἐμοὶ, διεῤῥήξας τὸν σάκκον μου, καὶ περιέζωσάς με εὐφροσύνην·
12Thou hast turned for me my mourning into joy: thou hast cut my sackcloth, and hast compassed me with gladness:
13ὅπως ἂν ψάλῃ σοι ἡ δόξα μου, καὶ οὐ μὴ κατανυγῶ. Κύριε ὁ Θεός μου, εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα ἐξομολογήσομαί σοι.
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.
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