Psalms 3
1 A PSALM OF DAVID, IN HIS FLEEING FROM THE FACE OF HIS SON ABSALOM. YHWH, how my distresses have multiplied! Many are rising up against me.
Faarfannaa Daawit yeroo ilma isaa Abesaaloom jalaa baqatetti faarfate. Yaa Waaqayyo, diinonni koo akkam baayʼatu! Namoonni baayʼeen natti kaʼaniiru!
2 Many are saying of my soul, “There is no salvation for him in God.” (Selah)
Namoonni baayʼeen, “Waaqni isa hin baraaru” jedhanii waaʼee koo dubbatu.
3 And You, O YHWH, [are] a shield for me, My glory, and lifter up of my head.
Yaa Waaqayyo, ati garuu naannoo kootti gaachana koo ti; ulfina kootis; mataa koos kan ol qabdu suma.
4 My voice [is] to YHWH: I call and He answers me from His holy hill, (Selah)
Ani guddisee Waaqayyotti nan iyyadha; innis tulluu isaa qulqulluu irraa deebii naa kenna.
5 I have lain down, and I sleep, I have awoken, for YHWH sustains me.
Ani nan ciisa; nan rafas; waan Waaqayyo ol na qabuuf nan dammaqa.
6 I am not afraid of myriads of people, That they have set against me all around.
Saba kumaatama qixa hundaan kaʼee na marse ani hin sodaadhu.
7 Rise, O YHWH! Save me, my God! For You have struck all my enemies [on] the cheek. You have broken the teeth of the wicked.
Yaa Waaqayyo kaʼi! Yaa Waaqa koo na baraari! Mangaagaa diinota kootii hundumaa rukuti; ilkaan hamootaa illee caccabsi.
8 This salvation [is] of YHWH; Your blessing [is] on Your people! (Selah)
Fayyinni kan Waaqayyoo ti. Eebbi kee saba kee irra haa jiraatu.
