Zaburi 3
1 Zaburi mar Daudi, kane oringo oa ir wuode Abisalom. Yaye Jehova Nyasaye, mano kaka wasika thoth! Mano kaka joma lawa ngʼeny!
A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how many are mine adversaries become! Many are they that rise up against me.
2 Ji mangʼeny wuoyo kuoma, kagiwacho ni, “Nyasaye ok bi rese.” (Sela)
Many there are that say of my soul: 'There is no salvation for him in God.' (Selah)
3 To In e okumbana mogengʼa, yaye Jehova Nyasaye; In ema imiyo alocho, kendo isetingʼo wiya malo.
But thou, O LORD, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
4 Aywak matek ka alemo ni Jehova Nyasaye, kendo odwoka gie gode maler. (Sela)
With my voice I call unto the LORD, and He answereth me out of His holy mountain. (Selah)
5 Ariera piny mondo anindi; kendo achako aa malo, nikech Jehova Nyasaye orita.
I lay me down, and I sleep; I awake, for the LORD sustaineth me.
6 Ok abi luoro ji gana gi gana molwora mondo otimna marach.
I am not afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.
7 Aa malo, yaye Jehova Nyasaye! Resa, yaye Nyasacha! Tur chok lemb wasika duto; Muk leke joma timbegi richo.
Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God; for Thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek, Thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Resruok aa mana kuom Jehova Nyasaye. Mad igweth jogi. (Sela)
Salvation belongeth unto the LORD; Thy blessing be upon Thy people. (Selah)
