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.
Nzembo ya Davidi. Ayembaki yango tango azalaki kokima Abisalomi, mwana na ye. Oh Yawe, banguna na ngai bazali motango boni! Banguna boni oyo bazali kobundisa ngai!
2 Many say about me, “There is no help for him from God.” (Selah)
Ebele bazali koloba na tina na ngai: « Nzambe akobikisa ye te! »
3 But you, Yahweh, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
Nzokande Yo, Yawe, ozali nguba mpe nkembo na ngai, Yo nde omatisaka lokumu na ngai.
4 I lift up my voice to Yahweh, and he answers me from his holy hill. (Selah)
Nabelelaka Yawe, mpe ayanolaka ngai wuta na ngomba na Ye ya bule.
5 I lay down and slept; I awoke, for Yahweh protected me.
Nalalaka mpe nazwaka pongi; nalamukaka lisusu, pamba te Yawe azali makasi na ngai.
6 I will not be afraid of the multitudes of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
Nakobanga te atako ebele ya bankoto bazingeli ngai na bangambo nyonso.
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.
Yawe, telema! Nzambe na ngai, kangola ngai! Beta banguna na ngai nyonso bambata, buka bato mabe minu.
8 Salvation comes from Yahweh. May your blessings be on your people. (Selah)
Kokangolama na ngai ewutaka na Yawe. Tika ete lipamboli na Yo ewumela kati na bato na Yo.
