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!
Ko e Saame ʻa Tevita, ʻi heʻene hola meia ʻApisalomi ko hono foha. ʻE Sihova, kuo tupu ʻo tokolahi ʻakinautolu ʻoku fakamamahiʻi au! ʻOku tokolahi ʻakinautolu ʻaia ʻoku tuʻu hake ʻo angatuʻu kiate au.
2 Many say of my soul, There is no help for him with God. (Selah)
ʻOku tokolahi ʻakinautolu ʻaia ʻoku pehē ki hoku laumālie, “ʻOku ʻikai ha tokoni kiate ia ʻi he ʻOtua.” (Sila)
3 But thou, O Lord, art a shield around me, my glory, and he that lifteth up my head.
Ka ko koe, ʻE Sihova, ko e fakaū kiate au; ko hoku nāunau, mo e hiki hake ʻa hoku ʻulu.
4 With my voice I call unto the Lord, and he answereth me out of his holy mountain. (Selah)
Naʻaku tangi kia Sihova ʻaki hoku leʻo, pea naʻa ne ongoʻi au mei hono moʻunga māʻoniʻoni. (Sila)
5 I laid myself down and slept: I awoke; for the Lord sustaineth me.
Ne u tokoto hifo ʻo mohe; pea u ʻā hake; he ko Sihova naʻa ne tokoniʻi au.
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have placed themselves round about against me.
ʻE ʻikai te u manavahē ʻi he ngaahi toko mano ʻoe kakai, ʻaia ʻoku angatuʻu ʻo kāpui au.
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.
Tuʻu hake, ʻE Sihova; fakamoʻui au, ʻE hoku ʻOtua: he kuo ke taaʻi hoku ngaahi fili kotoa pē ʻi honau hui kouʻahe kuo ke fesiʻi ʻae kau nifo ʻoe angakovi.
8 Salvation belongeth unto the Lord: thy blessing be upon thy people. (Selah)
ʻOku ʻia Sihova ʻae fakamoʻui: ko hoʻo tāpuaki ʻoku ʻi hoʻo kakai. (Sila)
