Psalms 30

NEW JERUSALEM	Peshitta
1 [Psalm Canticle for the Dedication of the House Of David] I praise you to the heights, Yahweh, for youhave raised me up, you have not let my foes make merry over me.
2 Yahweh, my God, I cried to you for help and you healed me.	2 ܐܪܡܪܡܟ ܡܪܝܐ ܕܐܪܝܡܬܢܝ ܘܠܐ ܚܕܝܬ ܒܝ ܠܒ̈ܥܠܕܒܒܝ
3 Yahweh, you have lifted me out of Sheol, from among those who sink into oblivion you have given melife.	3 ܡܪܝܐ ܐܠܗܝ ܒܥܝܬ ܡܢܟ ܘܐܣܝܬܢܝ
4 Make music for Yahweh, al you who are faithful to him, praise his unforgettable holiness.	4 ܘܐܣܩܬ ܡܢ ܫܝܘܠ ܠܢܦܫܝ ܘܐܚܝܬܢܝ ܡܢ ܢܚ̈ܬܝ ܓܘܒܐ
5 His anger lasts but a moment, his favour through life; In the evening come tears, but with dawn cries ofjoy.	5 ܙܡܪܘ ܠܡܪܝܐ ܓܒ̈ܘܗܝ ܘܐܘܕܘ ܠܕܘܟܪܢܐ ܕܩܘܕܫܗ
6 Carefree, I used to think, 'Nothing can ever shake me!'	6 ܡܛܠ ܕܟܐܬܐ ܒܪܘܓܙܗ ܘܚ̈ܝܐ ܒܨܒܝܢܗ ܒܪܡܫܐ ܬܒܘܬ ܒܟܬܐ ܘܒܨܦܪܐ ܚܕܘܬܐ
7 Your favour, Yahweh, set me on impregnable heights, but you turned away your face and I wasterrified.	7 ܐܢܐ ܐܡܪܬ ܒܫܠܝܘܬܝ ܕܠܐ ܐܙܘܥ ܠܥܠܡ
8 To you, Yahweh, I cal , to my God I cry for mercy.	8 ܐܠܗܐ ܒܨܒܝܢܟ ܐܩܝܡܬ ܥܠ ܫܘܒܚܝ ܚܝܠܐ ܘܐܗܦܟܬ ܐ̈ܦܝܟ ܘܙܥܬ
9 What point is there in my death, my going down to the abyss? Can the dust praise you or proclaimyour faithfulness?	9 ܘܩܪܝܬܟ ܡܪܝܐ ܘܡܢܟ ܡܪܝ ܒܥܝܬ
10 Listen, Yahweh, take pity on me, Yahweh, be my help!	10 ܡܢܐ ܝܘܬܪܢܐ ܐܝܬ ܒܕܡܝ ܕܐܚܘܬ ܠܚܒܠܐ ܠܐ ܡܘܕܐ ܠܟ ܥܦܪܐ ܘܠܐ ܡܚܘܐ ܗܝܡܢܘܬܟ
11 You have turned my mourning into dancing, you have stripped off my sackcloth and clothed me withjoy.	11 ܫܡܥ ܐܠܗܐ ܘܪܚܡ ܥܠܝ ܡܪܝܐ ܗܘܝ ܠܝ ܥܕܘܪܐ
12 So my heart wil sing to you unceasingly, Yahweh, my God, I shal praise you for ever.	12 ܕܐܗܦܟܬ ܡܪ̈ܩܕܬܝ ܠܚܕܘܬܐ ܫܪܝܬ ܣܩܝ ܘܐܟܒܢܬܢܝ ܚܕܘܬܐ