Psalms 3
1 A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son. Yahweh, how my adversaries have increased! Many are those who rise up against me.
Ra Anumzamoka ha' vahenimo'za ome ra hu'za hara hunantazanki ko! Rama'a vahe'mo'za oti'za hara renantaze!
2 Many there are who say of my soul, “There is no help for him in God.” (Selah)
Rama'a nagrikura hu'za, Anumzamo'a agura ovazigahie hu'za nehaze.
3 But you, Yahweh, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
Hianagi kagra Ra Anumzamoka maka kaziga hankoni'gna hunka manigaginantenka, ra nagia nenaminka naza hanke'na hara zamagate'neroe.
4 I cry to Yahweh with my voice, and he answers me out of his holy hill. (Selah)
Hagi Ra Anumzamo'ma nzama hinogu'ma krafage hu'na ke'zatugeno'a, ruotge agona'aretira antahinami'ne.
5 I laid myself down and slept. I awakened, for Yahweh sustains me.
Navura mase so'e hute'na onetue, na'ankure Ra Anumzamo'a kegava hunenante.
6 I will not be afraid of tens of thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
Hanki rama'a 10tauseni'a ha' vahe'mo'zama maka kazigati'ma eme navazagi kagisazana, nagra korora zamagrikura osugahue.
7 Arise, Yahweh! Save me, my God! For you have struck all of my enemies on the cheek bone. You have broken the teeth of the wicked.
Ra Anumzamoka, otio! Nagri Anumzamoka nagu'vazio! Ha' vahe'ni'aramina zamerage rupro hunka nezmahenka, kefo avu'ava'ma nehia vahera zamave rutafrinka zamaho.
8 Salvation belongs to Yahweh. May your blessing be on your people. (Selah)
Vahe'ma agu'vazi zana Ra Anumzamofompi me'ne. Hagi kagri asomu'mo'a, kagri vahepi megahie.
