Ветхий Завет. Псалтирь - Псалом 29 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I will exalt You, O Lord, for You have lifted me up, and You have not made my enemies rejoice over me. Lord my God, I cried to You and You healed me. Lord, you raised my soul from hell, you saved me from those going down into the pit. Sing to the Lord, to His reverence, and confess the memory of His shrine. For wrath is in His wrath, and belly is in His will: even mourning may endure, and joy comes in the morning. I have died in my abundance: I will not move forever. Lord, by Your will, give strength to my kindness. You turned away Your face and were embarrassed. I will cry to You, O Lord, and I will pray to my God. What is the use of my blood if it always descends into decay? Will food confess to You, or will it proclaim Your truth? The Lord heard and had mercy on me: the Lord was my Helper. Thou hast turned my weeping into my joy: thou hast torn my sackcloth to pieces, and thou hast girded me with joy. For let my glory sing to You, and I will not be moved: Lord my God, we will confess to You forever.