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.
Zaburi ya Daudi. Alipomkimbia mwanawe Absalomu. Ee Bwana, tazama adui zangu walivyo wengi! Ni wengi kiasi gani wanaoinuka dhidi yangu!
2 Many say concerning my soul, There is no deliverance for him in his God. (Pause)
Wengi wanasema juu yangu, “Mungu hatamwokoa.”
3 But you, O Lord, are my helper: my glory, and the one that lifts up my head.
Lakini wewe, Ee Bwana, ni ngao pande zote; umeniwekea utukufu na kuinua kichwa changu.
4 I cried to the Lord with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy mountain. (Pause)
Ninamlilia Bwana kwa sauti kuu, naye ananijibu kutoka mlima wake mtakatifu.
5 I lay down and slept; I awaked; for the Lord will help me.
Ninajilaza na kupata usingizi; naamka tena, kwa maana Bwana hunitegemeza.
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, who beset me round about.
Sitaogopa makumi elfu ya adui, wanaojipanga dhidi yangu kila upande.
7 Arise, Lord; deliver me, my God: for you have struck all who were without cause mine enemies; you have broken the teeth of sinners.
Ee Bwana, amka! Niokoe, Ee Mungu wangu! Wapige adui zangu wote kwenye taya, vunja meno ya waovu.
8 Deliverance is the Lord's, and your blessing is upon your people.
Kwa maana wokovu watoka kwa Bwana. Baraka yako na iwe juu ya watu wako.
