Psalms 3
1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how many are mine adversaries become! Many are they that rise up 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 there are that say of my soul: 'There is no salvation 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, O LORD, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
Ko koe ia, e Ihowa, hei whakangungu rakau moku, hei kororia moku, hei kaiwhakaara i toku matenga.
4 With my voice I call unto the LORD, and He answereth me out of 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 lay me down, and I sleep; I awake, for the LORD sustaineth me.
I takoto ahau, i moe; i ara ake ano; na Ihowa hoki ahau i whakamau ake.
6 I am not afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.
E kore ahau e mataku i nga mano tini o te iwi, kua whakatika mai nei ki ahau karopoti noa.
7 Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God; for Thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek, 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 Salvation belongeth unto the LORD; Thy blessing be upon Thy people. (Selah)
Na Ihowa te whakaoranga: kei runga i tau iwi tau manaaki. (Hera)
