Psalms 3
1 A psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. Yahweh, how many are my enemies! Many have risen against me.
| مَزْمُورٌ لِدَاوُدَ بِمُنَاسَبَةِ فِرَارِهِ مِنِ ابْنِهِ أَبْشَالُومَ رَبُّ مَا أَكْثَرَ خُصُومِي! كَثِيرُونَ يَقُومُونَ عَلَيَّ. | ١ |
2 Many say about me, “There is no help for him from God.” (Selah)
| كَثِيرُونَ يَقُولُونَ عَنِّي: لَا خَلاصَ لَهُ بِإِلَهِهِ. | ٢ |
3 But you, Yahweh, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
| وَلَكِنَّكَ أَنْتَ يَا رَبُّ تُرْسِي. إِنَّكَ مَجْدِي وَرَافِعُ رَأْسِي. | ٣ |
4 I lift up my voice to Yahweh, and he answers me from his holy hill. (Selah)
| بِمِلْءِ صَوْتِي أَدْعُو إِلَى الرَّبِّ فَيُجِيبُنِي مِنْ جَبَلِهِ الْمُقَدَّسِ. | ٤ |
5 I lay down and slept; I awoke, for Yahweh protected me.
| رَقَدْتُ فَنِمْتُ، ثُمَّ اسْتَيْقَظْتُ مِنْ غَيْرِ أَنْ يُصِيبَنِي شَرٌّ، لأَنَّ الرَّبَّ يَسْنِدُنِي. | ٥ |
6 I will not be afraid of the multitudes of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
| لَنْ أَخْشَى عَشَرَاتِ الأُلُوفِ مِنَ البَشَرِ الْمُلْتَفِّينَ حَوْلِي، الْمُحْتَشِدِينَ لِمُحَارَبَتِي. | ٦ |
7 Rise up, Yahweh! Save me, my God! For you will hit all my enemies on the jaw; you will break the teeth of the wicked.
| قُمْ يَا رَبُّ. خَلِّصْنِي يَا إِلَهِي! فَإِنَّكَ قَدْ ضَرَبْتَ جَمِيعَ أَعْدَائِي عَلَى فُكُوكِهِمْ، فَهَشَّمْتَ أَسْنَانَ الأَشْرَارِ. | ٧ |
8 Salvation comes from Yahweh. May your blessings be on your people. (Selah)
| أَنْتَ وَحْدَكَ الْمُخَلِّصُ يَا رَبُّ. فَلْتَفِضْ بَرَكَتُكَ عَلَى شَعْبِكَ. | ٨ |
