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!
O IEOWA, ai imwintiti me toto, o ir me toto, me kanudi on ia!
2 Many say of me, “God will not deliver him.”
Me toto kin inda duen nen i, me dene jota jauaj pa i ren Kot. (Jela)
3 But You, O LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the One who lifts my head.
A komui Ieowa pere pa i, o komui pan kotin kalinana ia da, o kamait ia la.
4 To the LORD I cry aloud, and He answers me from His holy mountain.
I kin likwiri on Ieowa ki nil laud; o a kotin mani ai nidinid jan ni japwilim a dol jaraui.
5 I lie down and sleep; I wake again, for the LORD sustains me.
I kin wonon, o mamair, o pirida, pwe Ieowa kin kotin kolekol ia.
6 I will not fear the myriads set against me on every side.
I jota kin majak jaunpei nen pak toto, me kin kapil ia pena.
7 Arise, O LORD! Save me, O my God! Strike all my enemies on the jaw; break the teeth of the wicked.
Kom kotida Main, Ieowa o jauaj a ia, ai Kot! Pwe kom kotin pikir ai imwintiti karoj, o kawelar ni en me japun kan.
8 Salvation belongs to the LORD; may Your blessing be on Your people.
Ieowa me jauaj patail Kom kotin kamauiada japwilim omui aramaj akan! (Jela)
