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!
Faarfannaa Daawit yeroo ilma isaa Abesaaloom jalaa baqatetti faarfate. Yaa Waaqayyo, diinonni koo akkam baayʼatu! Namoonni baayʼeen natti kaʼaniiru!
2 Many say of my soul, There is no salvation for him in God. (Selah)
Namoonni baayʼeen, “Waaqni isa hin baraaru” jedhanii waaʼee koo dubbatu.
3 But thou, Jehovah, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
Yaa Waaqayyo, ati garuu naannoo kootti gaachana koo ti; ulfina kootis; mataa koos kan ol qabdu suma.
4 With my voice will I call to Jehovah, and he will answer me from the hill of his holiness. (Selah)
Ani guddisee Waaqayyotti nan iyyadha; innis tulluu isaa qulqulluu irraa deebii naa kenna.
5 I laid me down and slept; I awaked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.
Ani nan ciisa; nan rafas; waan Waaqayyo ol na qabuuf nan dammaqa.
6 I will not fear for myriads of the people that have set themselves against me round about.
Saba kumaatama qixa hundaan kaʼee na marse ani hin sodaadhu.
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.
Yaa Waaqayyo kaʼi! Yaa Waaqa koo na baraari! Mangaagaa diinota kootii hundumaa rukuti; ilkaan hamootaa illee caccabsi.
8 Salvation is of Jehovah; thy blessing is upon thy people. (Selah)
Fayyinni kan Waaqayyoo ti. Eebbi kee saba kee irra haa jiraatu.
