Psalms 3
1 A psalm of David concerning the time he had to flee from his son Absalom. Lord, my enemies have become so many; so many are rebelling 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 So many are telling me, “God can't save you!” (Selah)
“Pathenlamkah khangnah tah anih ham moenih,” tila ka hinglu he muep a thui uh. (Selah)
3 But you, Lord, are a shield protecting me. You give me victory; you hold my head high.
Tedae, BOEIPA nang tah kai taengah photling, ka thangpomnah neh ka lu aka pomsang la na om.
4 I cry out to the Lord for help, and he answers me from his holy mountain. (Selah)
BOEIPAte ka ol neh ka khue vaengah, a tlang cim lamloh kai n'doo, (Selah)
5 I lie down to sleep, and in the morning I wake up because the Lord takes care of me.
Kai he BOEIPA loh n'duel dongah, ka yalh tih ka ip dae koep ka haenghang,
6 I'm not afraid of tens of thousands who surround me, people who are against me.
Kapilnam a thawng a sang aka pai khoep te ka rhih mahpawh,
7 Stand up for me, Lord! Save me, my God! Hit all my enemies on the cheek; break 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 belongs to you, Lord; may you be a blessing to your people. (Selah)
Khangnahhe BOEIPA taengkah ni. Nang kah yoethennah loh na pilnam soah om saeh. (Selah)
