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.
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 there are who say of my soul, "There is no salvation for him in God." (Selah)
ʻOku tokolahi ʻakinautolu ʻaia ʻoku pehē ki hoku laumālie, “ʻOku ʻikai ha tokoni kiate ia ʻi he ʻOtua.” (Sila)
3 But you, YHWH, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
Ka ko koe, ʻE Sihova, ko e fakaū kiate au; ko hoku nāunau, mo e hiki hake ʻa hoku ʻulu.
4 I cried out to YHWH with my voice, and he answered me from his holy mountain. (Selah)
Naʻaku tangi kia Sihova ʻaki hoku leʻo, pea naʻa ne ongoʻi au mei hono moʻunga māʻoniʻoni. (Sila)
5 I lay down and slept. I awoke, for YHWH sustains me.
Ne u tokoto hifo ʻo mohe; pea u ʻā hake; he ko Sihova naʻa ne tokoniʻi au.
6 I am not afraid of ten thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
ʻE ʻikai te u manavahē ʻi he ngaahi toko mano ʻoe kakai, ʻaia ʻoku angatuʻu ʻo kāpui au.
7 Arise, YHWH. Save me, my God. For you slap all my enemies in the face. You break the teeth of the wicked.
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 belongs to YHWH. Your blessing is upon your people. (Selah)
ʻOku ʻia Sihova ʻae fakamoʻui: ko hoʻo tāpuaki ʻoku ʻi hoʻo kakai. (Sila)
