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?
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 Many say to my soule, There is no helpe for him in God. (Selah)
He tokomaha te mea ana ki toku wairua, hore rawa he whakaoranga mona i te Atua. (Hera)
3 But thou Lord art a buckler for me: my glory, and the lifter vp of mine head.
Ko koe ia, e Ihowa, hei whakangungu rakau moku, hei kororia moku, hei kaiwhakaara i toku matenga.
4 I did call vnto the Lord with my voyce, and he heard me out of his holy mountaine. (Selah)
I karanga toku reo ki a Ihowa: a whakahoki kupu mai ana ia ki ahau i tona maunga tapu. (Hera)
5 I layed me downe and slept, and rose vp againe: for the Lord susteined me.
I takoto ahau, i moe; i ara ake ano; na Ihowa hoki ahau i whakamau ake.
6 I will not be afrayde for ten thousand of the people, that should beset me round about.
E kore ahau e mataku i nga mano tini o te iwi, kua whakatika mai nei ki ahau karopoti noa.
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.
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 Saluation belongeth vnto the Lord, and thy blessing is vpon thy people. (Selah)
Na Ihowa te whakaoranga: kei runga i tau iwi tau manaaki. (Hera)
