시편 30편 Contemporary English Version (2006)

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절	Contemporary English Version (2006)	King James Version
1	(A psalm by David for the dedication of the temple.) / A Prayer of Thanks I will praise you, Lord! You saved me from the grave and kept my enemies from celebrating my death.	I will extol thee, O Lord; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.
2	I prayed to you, Lord God, and you healed me,	O Lord my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
3	saving me from death and the grave.	O Lord, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
4	Your faithful people, Lord, will praise you with songs and honor your holy name.	Sing unto the Lord, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.
5	Your anger lasts a little while, but your kindness lasts for a lifetime. At night we may cry, but when morning comes we will celebrate.	For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
6	I felt secure and thought, “I'll never be shaken!”	And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.
7	You, Lord, were my friend, and you made me strong as a mighty mountain. But when you hid your face, I was crushed.	Lord, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled.
8	I prayed to you, Lord, and in my prayer I said,	I cried to thee, O Lord; and unto the Lord I made supplication.
9	“What good will it do you if I am in the grave? Once I have turned to dust, how can I praise you or tell how loyal you are?	What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
10	Have pity, Lord! Help!”	Hear, O Lord, and have mercy upon me: Lord, be thou my helper.
11	You have turned my sorrow into joyful dancing. No longer am I sad and wearing sackcloth.	Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
12	I thank you from my heart, and I will never stop singing your praises, my Lord and my God.	To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.