Zaburi 3
1 Zaburi mar Daudi, kane oringo oa ir wuode Abisalom. Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, mano kaka wasika thoth! Mano kaka joma lawa ngʼeny!
The psalm of David when he fled from the face of his son Absalom. Why, O Lord, are they multiplied that afflict me? many are they who rise up against me.
2 Ji mangʼeny wuoyo kuoma, kagiwacho ni, “Nyasaye ok bi rese.” (Sela)
Many say to my soul: There is no salvation for him in his God.
3 To In e okumbana mogengʼa, yaye Jehova Nyasaye; In ema imiyo alocho, kendo isetingʼo wiya malo.
But thou, O Lord art my protector, my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
4 Aywak matek ka alemo ni Jehova Nyasaye, kendo odwoka gie gode maler. (Sela)
I have cried to the Lord with my voice: and he hath heard me from his holy hill.
5 Ariera piny mondo anindi; kendo achako aa malo, nikech Jehova Nyasaye orita.
I have slept and taken my rest: and I have risen up, because the Lord hath protected me.
6 Ok abi luoro ji gana gi gana molwora mondo otimna marach.
I will not fear thousands of the people, surrounding me: arise, O Lord; save me, O my God.
7 Aa malo, yaye Jehova Nyasaye! Resa, yaye Nyasacha! Tur chok lemb wasika duto; Muk leke joma timbegi richo.
For thou hast struck all them who are my adversaries without cause: thou hast broken the teeth of sinners.
8 Resruok aa mana kuom Jehova Nyasaye. Mad igweth jogi. (Sela)
Salvation is of the Lord: and thy blessing is upon thy people.
