Psalms 3
1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from the presence of his son Abessalom. O Lord, why are they that afflict me multiplied? many rise up against me.
David ƒe ha, esi wòsi le via Absalom nu. O, Yehowa, aleke nye futɔwo sɔ gbɔ ale! Aleke ame geɖewo tso ɖe ŋunye ale!
2 Many say concerning my soul, There is no deliverance for him in his God. (Pause)
Ame geɖewo le gbɔgblɔm tso ŋutinye be, “Mawu maɖee akpɔ o.” (Sela)
3 But thou, O Lord, art my helper: my glory, and the one that lifts up my head.
O, Yehowa, ke wò la, ènye akpoxɔnu ƒo xlãm; ètsɔ ŋutikɔkɔe kɔ ɖe dzinye, eye nèkɔ nye ta dzi.
4 I cried to the Lord with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy mountain. (Pause)
Yehowae medo ɣli na sesĩe, eye wòtɔ nam tso eƒe to kɔkɔe la dzi. (Sela)
5 I lay down and slept; I awaked; for the Lord will help me.
Memlɔ anyi hedɔ alɔ̃; meganyɔ, elabena Yehowae kpɔ tanye.
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, who beset me round about.
Nyemavɔ̃ na ame akpe nane siwo ho, ɖe to ɖem godoo la o.
7 Arise, Lord; deliver me, my God: for thou hast smitten all who were without cause mine enemies; thou hast broken the teeth of sinners.
Tso, O, Yehowa! Ɖem, O, nye Mawu! Ƒo tome na nye futɔwo katã; eye nàŋe aɖu na ame vɔ̃ɖiwo.
8 Deliverance is the Lord's, and thy blessing is upon thy people.
Yehowa gbɔe ɖeɖe tsona. Na be wò yayra nanɔ wò amewo dzi. (Sela)
