Psalms 3
1 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.
Psaume de David, lorsqu'il fuyait devant Absalom, son fils, Éternel, que mes ennemis sont nombreux! Que de gens se lèvent contre moi!
2 Many there are who say of my soul, “There is no help for him in God.” (Selah)
Combien disent à mon sujet: «Point de salut pour lui auprès de Dieu!» (Pause)
3 But you, LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
Mais toi, ô Éternel, tu es mon bouclier; Tu es ma gloire, tu es celui qui me fait redresser la tête.
4 I cry to the LORD with my voice, and he answers me out of his holy hill. (Selah)
Ma voix invoque l'Éternel, Et il me répond de sa montagne sainte. (Pause)
5 I laid myself down and slept. I awakened, for the LORD sustains me.
Je me suis couché et je me suis endormi. Je me suis réveillé car l'Éternel me soutient.
6 I will not be afraid of tens of thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
Je ne crains point les milliers d'hommes Qui m'assiègent de toutes parts.
7 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.
Lève-toi, ô Éternel! Sauve-moi, ô mon Dieu! Tu as frappé à la joue tous mes ennemis; Tu as brisé les dents des méchants.
8 Salvation belongs to the LORD. May your blessing be on your people. (Selah)
Le salut vient de l'Éternel. Que ta bénédiction soit sur ton peuple! (Pause)
