Psalms 3
1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from his son Absalom. O LORD, how my foes have increased! How many rise up against me!
A capa Absalom khae hoi cawnh naah tarik ih David ih Saam laa. Aw Angraeng, kai raihaih paek misanawk loe paroeai pop o! Nihcae loe pop o parai pongah, kai hae misa ah ang suek o.
2 Many say of me, “God will not deliver him.”
Kaminawk mah, Sithaw mah anih to angsak haih mak ai, tiah ang naa o. (Selah)
3 But You, O LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the One who lifts my head.
Toe aw Angraeng, nang loe ka buephaih, ka lensawkhaih ah na oh moe, kai ih lu atoengh tahang kami ah na oh.
4 To the LORD I cry aloud, and He answers me from His holy mountain.
Angraeng khaeah tha hoi ka hang naah, anih mah angmah ih kaciim mae nui hoiah ka lok ang pathim. (Selah)
5 I lie down and sleep; I wake again, for the LORD sustains me.
Kang song moe, ka iih; Angraeng mah ang patawnh pongah, kang thawk let.
6 I will not fear the myriads set against me on every side.
Kai takui khoep, ka misa sang hatonawk to ka zii mak ai.
7 Arise, O LORD! Save me, O my God! Strike all my enemies on the jaw; break the teeth of the wicked.
Aw Angraeng, angthawk ah; Aw ka Sithaw, na pahlong ah: ka misanawk ih akam huh to nang boh pae moe, Sithaw panoek ai kaminawk ih haa to nam rosak.
8 Salvation belongs to the LORD; may Your blessing be on Your people.
Pahlonghaih loe Sithaw ih ni; na tahamhoihaih loe nangmah ih kaminawk nuiah om nasoe. (Selah)
