Psalms 3
1 Yhwh, how are they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.
Psalmus David, Cum fugeret a facie Absalom filii sui. Domine quid multiplicati sunt qui tribulant me? multi insurgunt adversum me.
2 Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah)
Multi dicunt animæ meæ: Non est salus ipsi in Deo eius.
3 But thou, O Yhwh, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.
Tu autem Domine susceptor meus es, gloria mea, et exaltans caput meum.
4 I cried unto Yhwh with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. (Selah)
Voce mea ad Dominum clamavi: et exaudivit me de monte sancto suo.
5 I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for Yhwh sustained me.
Ego dormivi, et soporatus sum: et exurrexi, quia Dominus suscepit me.
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.
Non timebo millia populi circumdantis me: exurge Domine: salvum me fac Deus meus.
7 Arise, O Yhwh; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly.
Quoniam tu percussisti omnes adversantes mihi sine causa: dentes peccatorum contrivisti.
8 Salvation belongeth unto Yhwh: thy blessing is upon thy people. (Selah)
Domini est salus: et super populum tuum benedictio tua.
