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.
He himene na Rawiri, i tona omanga atu i tana tama i a Apoharama. E Ihowa, ano te tini o oku hoariri, he tokomaha te hunga e whakatika mai ana ki ahau.
2 So many are telling me, “God can't save you!” (Selah)
He tokomaha te mea ana ki toku wairua, hore rawa he whakaoranga mona i te Atua. (Hera)
3 But you, Lord, are a shield protecting me. You give me victory; you hold my head high.
Ko koe ia, e Ihowa, hei whakangungu rakau moku, hei kororia moku, hei kaiwhakaara i toku matenga.
4 I cry out to the Lord for help, and he answers me from his holy mountain. (Selah)
I karanga toku reo ki a Ihowa: a whakahoki kupu mai ana ia ki ahau i tona maunga tapu. (Hera)
5 I lie down to sleep, and in the morning I wake up because the Lord takes care of me.
I takoto ahau, i moe; i ara ake ano; na Ihowa hoki ahau i whakamau ake.
6 I'm not afraid of tens of thousands who surround me, people who are against me.
E kore ahau e mataku i nga mano tini o te iwi, kua whakatika mai nei ki ahau karopoti noa.
7 Stand up for me, Lord! Save me, my God! Hit all my enemies on the cheek; break the teeth of the wicked!
Whakatika, e Ihowa; whakaorangia ahau, e toku Atua: nau hoki i patu te kauae o oku hoariri katoa; mangungu noa i a koe nga niho o te hunga kino.
8 Salvation belongs to you, Lord; may you be a blessing to your people. (Selah)
Na Ihowa te whakaoranga: kei runga i tau iwi tau manaaki. (Hera)
