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, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.
2 Ji mangʼeny wuoyo kuoma, kagiwacho ni, “Nyasaye ok bi rese.” (Sela)
Many are saying 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.
And Thou, O Jehovah, [art] a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.
4 Aywak matek ka alemo ni Jehova Nyasaye, kendo odwoka gie gode maler. (Sela)
My voice [is] unto Jehovah: I call: And He answereth me from his holy hill, (Selah)
5 Ariera piny mondo anindi; kendo achako aa malo, nikech Jehova Nyasaye orita.
I — I have lain down, and I sleep, I have waked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.
6 Ok abi luoro ji gana gi gana molwora mondo otimna marach.
I am not afraid of myriads of people, That round about they have set against me.
7 Aa malo, yaye Jehova Nyasaye! Resa, yaye Nyasacha! Tur chok lemb wasika duto; Muk leke joma timbegi richo.
Rise, O Jehovah! save me, my God. Because Thou hast smitten All mine enemies [on] the cheek. The teeth of the wicked Thou hast broken.
8 Resruok aa mana kuom Jehova Nyasaye. Mad igweth jogi. (Sela)
Of Jehovah [is] this salvation; On Thy people [is] Thy blessing! (Selah)
