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.
He himene na Rawiri, i tona omanga atu i tana tama i a Apoharama. E Ihowa, ano te tini o oku hoariri, he tokomaha te hunga e whakatika mai ana ki ahau.
2 Many say concerning my soul, There is no deliverance for him in his God. (Pause)
He tokomaha te mea ana ki toku wairua, hore rawa he whakaoranga mona i te Atua. (Hera)
3 But thou, O Lord, art my helper: my glory, and the one that lifts up my head.
Ko koe ia, e Ihowa, hei whakangungu rakau moku, hei kororia moku, hei kaiwhakaara i toku matenga.
4 I cried to the Lord with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy mountain. (Pause)
I karanga toku reo ki a Ihowa: a whakahoki kupu mai ana ia ki ahau i tona maunga tapu. (Hera)
5 I lay down and slept; I awaked; for the Lord will help me.
I takoto ahau, i moe; i ara ake ano; na Ihowa hoki ahau i whakamau ake.
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, who beset me round about.
E kore ahau e mataku i nga mano tini o te iwi, kua whakatika mai nei ki ahau karopoti noa.
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.
Whakatika, e Ihowa; whakaorangia ahau, e toku Atua: nau hoki i patu te kauae o oku hoariri katoa; mangungu noa i a koe nga niho o te hunga kino.
8 Deliverance is the Lord's, and thy blessing is upon thy people.
Na Ihowa te whakaoranga: kei runga i tau iwi tau manaaki. (Hera)
