Psalms 3
1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. Jehovah, how many are they that trouble me, many they that rise up against me!
A capa Absalom hmai lamkah a yong vaengah David kah tingtoeng Aw BOEIPA, badongah kai taengah aka tlai, ka rhal he muep a pung,
2 Many say of my soul, There is no salvation for him in God. (Selah)
“Pathenlamkah khangnah tah anih ham moenih,” tila ka hinglu he muep a thui uh. (Selah)
3 But thou, Jehovah, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
Tedae, BOEIPA nang tah kai taengah photling, ka thangpomnah neh ka lu aka pomsang la na om.
4 With my voice will I call to Jehovah, and he will answer me from the hill of his holiness. (Selah)
BOEIPAte ka ol neh ka khue vaengah, a tlang cim lamloh kai n'doo, (Selah)
5 I laid me down and slept; I awaked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.
Kai he BOEIPA loh n'duel dongah, ka yalh tih ka ip dae koep ka haenghang,
6 I will not fear for myriads of the people that have set themselves against me round about.
Kapilnam a thawng a sang aka pai khoep te ka rhih mahpawh,
7 Arise, Jehovah; save me, my God! For thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheekbone, thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
Aw ka BOEIPA Pathen thoo laeh! namah loh ka thunkha te boeih na ngawn tih, halang rhoek kah kamken no khaw na thuk dongah kai he n'khanglaeh
8 Salvation is of Jehovah; thy blessing is upon thy people. (Selah)
Khangnahhe BOEIPA taengkah ni. Nang kah yoethennah loh na pilnam soah om saeh. (Selah)
