Psalms 3
1 [A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son.] YHWH, how my adversaries have increased. Many rise up against me.
ψαλμὸς τῷ Δαυιδ ὁπότε ἀπεδίδρασκεν ἀπὸ προσώπου Αβεσσαλωμ τοῦ υἱοῦ αὐτοῦ κύριε τί ἐπληθύνθησαν οἱ θλίβοντές με πολλοὶ ἐπανίστανται ἐπ’ ἐμέ
2 Many there are who say of my soul, "There is no salvation for him in God." (Selah)
πολλοὶ λέγουσιν τῇ ψυχῇ μου οὐκ ἔστιν σωτηρία αὐτῷ ἐν τῷ θεῷ αὐτοῦ διάψαλμα
3 But you, YHWH, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
σὺ δέ κύριε ἀντιλήμπτωρ μου εἶ δόξα μου καὶ ὑψῶν τὴν κεφαλήν μου
4 I cried out to YHWH with my voice, and he answered me from his holy mountain. (Selah)
φωνῇ μου πρὸς κύριον ἐκέκραξα καὶ ἐπήκουσέν μου ἐξ ὄρους ἁγίου αὐτοῦ διάψαλμα
5 I lay down and slept. I awoke, for YHWH sustains me.
ἐγὼ ἐκοιμήθην καὶ ὕπνωσα ἐξηγέρθην ὅτι κύριος ἀντιλήμψεταί μου
6 I am not afraid of ten thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
οὐ φοβηθήσομαι ἀπὸ μυριάδων λαοῦ τῶν κύκλῳ συνεπιτιθεμένων μοι
7 Arise, YHWH. Save me, my God. For you slap all my enemies in the face. You break the teeth of the wicked.
ἀνάστα κύριε σῶσόν με ὁ θεός μου ὅτι σὺ ἐπάταξας πάντας τοὺς ἐχθραίνοντάς μοι ματαίως ὀδόντας ἁμαρτωλῶν συνέτριψας
8 Salvation belongs to YHWH. Your blessing is upon your people. (Selah)
τοῦ κυρίου ἡ σωτηρία καὶ ἐπὶ τὸν λαόν σου ἡ εὐλογία σου
