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.
psalmus David cum fugeret a facie Abessalon filii sui Domine quid multiplicati sunt qui tribulant me multi insurgunt adversum me
2 Many say concerning my soul, There is no deliverance for him in his God. (Pause)
multi dicunt animae meae non est salus ipsi in Deo eius diapsalma
3 But thou, O Lord, art my helper: my glory, and the one that lifts up my head.
tu autem Domine susceptor meus es gloria mea et exaltans caput meum
4 I cried to the Lord with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy mountain. (Pause)
voce mea ad Dominum clamavi et exaudivit me de monte sancto suo diapsalma
5 I lay down and slept; I awaked; for the Lord will help me.
ego dormivi et soporatus sum exsurrexi quia Dominus suscipiet me
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, who beset me round about.
non timebo milia populi circumdantis me exsurge Domine salvum me fac Deus meus
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.
quoniam tu percussisti omnes adversantes mihi sine causa dentes peccatorum contrivisti
8 Deliverance is the Lord's, and thy blessing is upon thy people.
Domini est salus et super populum tuum benedictio tua
