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.
Saamu ti Dafidi. Nígbà ti ó sá fún ọmọ rẹ̀ Absalomu. Olúwa, báwo ni àwọn ọ̀tá mi ṣe pọ̀ tó báyìí! Báwo ni àwọn ti ó dìde sí mi ṣe pọ̀ tó!
2 Many there are who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah)
Ọ̀pọ̀lọpọ̀ ni ó ń sọ ní ti tèmi, pé “Ọlọ́run kò nígbà á là.” (Sela)
3 But thou, O LORD, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
Ṣùgbọ́n ìwọ ni asà yí mi ká, Olúwa; ìwọ fi ògo fún mi, ìwọ sì gbé orí mi sókè.
4 I cried to the LORD with my voice, and he heard me from his holy hill. (Selah)
Olúwa ni mo kígbe sókè sí, ó sì dá mi lóhùn láti orí òkè mímọ́ rẹ̀ wá. (Sela)
5 I laid me down and slept; I awoke; for the LORD sustained me.
Èmi dùbúlẹ̀, mo sì sùn; mo sì tún padà jí, nítorí Olúwa ni ó ń gbé mi ró.
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me on all sides.
Èmi kì yóò bẹ̀rù ẹgbẹẹgbẹ̀rún ènìyàn tí wọ́n rọ̀gbà yí mi ká.
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.
Dìde, Olúwa! Gbà mí, Ọlọ́run mi! Lu gbogbo àwọn ọ̀tá mi ní àgbọ̀n; kí o sì ká eyín àwọn ènìyàn búburú.
8 Salvation belongeth to the LORD: thy blessing is upon thy people. (Selah)
Láti ọ̀dọ̀ Olúwa ni ìgbàlà ti wá. Kí ìbùkún rẹ wà lórí àwọn ènìyàn rẹ. (Sela)
