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 by David, when he fled from Absalom his son.] YHWH, how my adversaries have increased. Many rise up against me.
2 Ji mangʼeny wuoyo kuoma, kagiwacho ni, “Nyasaye ok bi rese.” (Sela)
Many there are who 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 you, YHWH, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
4 Aywak matek ka alemo ni Jehova Nyasaye, kendo odwoka gie gode maler. (Sela)
I cried out to YHWH with my voice, and he answered me from his holy mountain. (Selah)
5 Ariera piny mondo anindi; kendo achako aa malo, nikech Jehova Nyasaye orita.
I lay down and slept. I awoke, for YHWH sustains me.
6 Ok abi luoro ji gana gi gana molwora mondo otimna marach.
I am not afraid of ten thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
7 Aa malo, yaye Jehova Nyasaye! Resa, yaye Nyasacha! Tur chok lemb wasika duto; Muk leke joma timbegi richo.
Arise, YHWH. Save me, my God. For you slap all my enemies in the face. You break the teeth of the wicked.
8 Resruok aa mana kuom Jehova Nyasaye. Mad igweth jogi. (Sela)
Salvation belongs to YHWH. Your blessing is upon your people. (Selah)
