Psalms 3
1 The psalm of David when he fled from the face of his son Absalom. Why, O Lord, are they multiplied that afflict me? many are they who rise up against me.
Ihubo likaDavida ebalekela indodana yakhe u-Abhisalomu. Oh Thixo banengi kangaka abayizitha zami! Banengi kangaka abangihlaselayo!
2 Many say to my soul: There is no salvation for him in his God.
Abanengi bathi ngami, “UNkulunkulu kayikumhlenga.”
3 But thou, O Lord art my protector, my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
Kodwa wena uyisihlangu sokungivikela, Oh, Thixo, inkazimulo yami, uphakamisa ikhanda lami.
4 I have cried to the Lord with my voice: and he hath heard me from his holy hill.
Ngikhala kakhulu kuThixo uyangiphendula esentabeni yakhe engcwele.
5 I have slept and taken my rest: and I have risen up, because the Lord hath protected me.
Ngilala phansi ngijumeke; ngibuye ngiphaphame, ngoba uThixo uyangilondoloza.
6 I will not fear thousands of the people, surrounding me: arise, O Lord; save me, O my God.
Angiyikubesaba abangamatshumitshumi ezinkulungwane abangihlaselayo inxa zonke.
7 For thou hast struck all them who are my adversaries without cause: thou hast broken the teeth of sinners.
Phakama, awu Thixo Ngisindise, Oh Nkulunkulu wami. Zibethe zonke izitha zami emhlathini; akhumule amazinyo ababi.
8 Salvation is of the Lord: and thy blessing is upon thy people.
KuThixo kuvela insindiso. Sengathi isibusiso Sakho singaba sebantwini Bakho.
