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. LORD, how my adversaries have increased! Many are those who 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 help for him in God.” (Selah)
3 To In e okumbana mogengʼa, yaye Jehova Nyasaye; In ema imiyo alocho, kendo isetingʼo wiya malo.
But you, LORD, 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 cry to the LORD with my voice, and he answers me out of his holy hill. (Selah)
5 Ariera piny mondo anindi; kendo achako aa malo, nikech Jehova Nyasaye orita.
I laid myself down and slept. I awakened, for the LORD sustains me.
6 Ok abi luoro ji gana gi gana molwora mondo otimna marach.
I will not be afraid of tens of 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, LORD! Save me, my God! For you have struck all of my enemies on the cheek bone. You have broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Resruok aa mana kuom Jehova Nyasaye. Mad igweth jogi. (Sela)
Salvation belongs to the LORD. May your blessing be on your people. (Selah)
