Psalms 3
1 A Psalm. Of David. When he went in flight from Absalom his son. Lord, how greatly are they increased who make attacks on me! in great numbers they come against me.
Salmo de David, cuando huía de delante de Absalón su hijo. ¡ Oh SEÑOR, cuánto se han multiplicado mis enemigos! Muchos se levantan contra mí.
2 Unnumbered are those who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah)
Muchos dicen de mi alma: No hay para él salud en Dios. (Selah)
3 But your strength, O Lord, is round me, you are my glory and the lifter up of my head.
Mas tú, el SEÑOR, eres escudo por mí; mi gloria, y el que ensalza mi cabeza.
4 I send up a cry to the Lord with my voice, and he gives me an answer from his holy hill. (Selah)
Con mi voz clamé al SEÑOR, y él me respondió desde el monte de su santidad. (Selah)
5 I took my rest in sleep, and then again I was awake; for the Lord was my support.
Yo me acosté, y dormí, y desperté; porque el SEÑOR me sustentaba.
6 I will have no fear, though ten thousand have come round me, putting themselves against me.
No temeré de diez millares de gente, que pusieren cerco contra mí.
7 Come to me, Lord; keep me safe, O my God; for you have given all my haters blows on their face-bones; the teeth of the evil-doers have been broken by you.
Levántate, SEÑOR; sálvame, Dios mío; porque tú heriste a todos mis enemigos en la quijada; los dientes de los malos quebraste.
8 Salvation comes from the Lord; your blessing is on your people. (Selah)
Del SEÑOR es la salud: Sobre tu pueblo será tu bendición. (Selah)
