Psalms 3
1 A Psalme of Dauid, when he fled from his sonne Absalom. Lord, howe are mine aduersaries increased? howe many rise against me?
Yon Sòm a David lè l te sove ale devan Absalom, fis li a O SENYÈ, gade kijan lènmi mwen yo ap miltipliye; Anpil moun leve kont mwen.
2 Many say to my soule, There is no helpe for him in God. (Selah)
Anpil moun pale de nanm mwen, “Nanpwen delivrans pou li nan Bondye.” Tan
3 But thou Lord art a buckler for me: my glory, and the lifter vp of mine head.
Men Ou menm, O SENYÈ, se yon pwotèj ki antoure mwen, glwa mwen, ak (Sila) ki fè tèt mwen leve a.
4 I did call vnto the Lord with my voyce, and he heard me out of his holy mountaine. (Selah)
Mwen t ap kriye a SENYÈ a ak vwa mwen; Li te reponn mwen soti nan mòn sen Li an Tan
5 I layed me downe and slept, and rose vp againe: for the Lord susteined me.
Mwen te kouche e dòmi; mwen te leve, paske se SENYÈ a ki ban m fòs.
6 I will not be afrayde for ten thousand of the people, that should beset me round about.
Mwen p ap pè menm dè milye de moun ki ta pran pozisyon kont mwen de tout kote.
7 O Lord, arise: helpe me, my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies vpon the cheeke bone: thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
Leve, O SENYÈ! Sove mwen, O Bondye mwen! Paske Ou te souflete tout lènmi mwen yo. Ou te kraze dan a mechan yo.
8 Saluation belongeth vnto the Lord, and thy blessing is vpon thy people. (Selah)
Delivrans se nan SENYÈ a. Ke benediksyon Ou toujou poze sou pèp Ou a.
