Psalms 3
1 “A psalm of David, when he fled from before Abshalom his son.” Lord, how numerous are my assailants! how many, that rise up against me!
Faarfannaa Daawit yeroo ilma isaa Abesaaloom jalaa baqatetti faarfate. Yaa Waaqayyo, diinonni koo akkam baayʼatu! Namoonni baayʼeen natti kaʼaniiru!
2 Many say of my soul, There is no help for him with God. (Selah)
Namoonni baayʼeen, “Waaqni isa hin baraaru” jedhanii waaʼee koo dubbatu.
3 But thou, O Lord, art a shield around me, my glory, and he that lifteth up my head.
Yaa Waaqayyo, ati garuu naannoo kootti gaachana koo ti; ulfina kootis; mataa koos kan ol qabdu suma.
4 With my voice I call unto the Lord, and he answereth me out of his holy mountain. (Selah)
Ani guddisee Waaqayyotti nan iyyadha; innis tulluu isaa qulqulluu irraa deebii naa kenna.
5 I laid myself down and slept: I awoke; for the Lord sustaineth me.
Ani nan ciisa; nan rafas; waan Waaqayyo ol na qabuuf nan dammaqa.
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have placed themselves round about against me.
Saba kumaatama qixa hundaan kaʼee na marse ani hin sodaadhu.
7 Arise, O Lord, help me, O my God; for thou smitest all my enemies upon the cheek bone: the teeth of the wicked dost thou break.
Yaa Waaqayyo kaʼi! Yaa Waaqa koo na baraari! Mangaagaa diinota kootii hundumaa rukuti; ilkaan hamootaa illee caccabsi.
8 Salvation belongeth unto the Lord: thy blessing be upon thy people. (Selah)
Fayyinni kan Waaqayyoo ti. Eebbi kee saba kee irra haa jiraatu.
