Psalms 3
1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how are they multiplied that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.
David ƒe ha, esi wòsi le via Absalom nu. O, Yehowa, aleke nye futɔwo sɔ gbɔ ale! Aleke ame geɖewo tso ɖe ŋunye ale!
2 Many there are who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah)
Ame geɖewo le gbɔgblɔm tso ŋutinye be, “Mawu maɖee akpɔ o.” (Sela)
3 But thou, O LORD, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
O, Yehowa, ke wò la, ènye akpoxɔnu ƒo xlãm; ètsɔ ŋutikɔkɔe kɔ ɖe dzinye, eye nèkɔ nye ta dzi.
4 I cried to the LORD with my voice, and he heard me from his holy hill. (Selah)
Yehowae medo ɣli na sesĩe, eye wòtɔ nam tso eƒe to kɔkɔe la dzi. (Sela)
5 I laid me down and slept; I awoke; for the LORD sustained me.
Memlɔ anyi hedɔ alɔ̃; meganyɔ, elabena Yehowae kpɔ tanye.
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me on all sides.
Nyemavɔ̃ na ame akpe nane siwo ho, ɖe to ɖem godoo la o.
7 Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all my enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly.
Tso, O, Yehowa! Ɖem, O, nye Mawu! Ƒo tome na nye futɔwo katã; eye nàŋe aɖu na ame vɔ̃ɖiwo.
8 Salvation belongeth to the LORD: thy blessing is upon thy people. (Selah)
Yehowa gbɔe ɖeɖe tsona. Na be wò yayra nanɔ wò amewo dzi. (Sela)
