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.
Faarfannaa Daawit yeroo ilma isaa Abesaaloom jalaa baqatetti faarfate. Yaa Waaqayyo, diinonni koo akkam baayʼatu! Namoonni baayʼeen natti kaʼaniiru!
2 Many there are who say of my soul, “There is no help for him in God.” (Selah)
Namoonni baayʼeen, “Waaqni isa hin baraaru” jedhanii waaʼee koo dubbatu.
3 But you, Yahweh, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
Yaa Waaqayyo, ati garuu naannoo kootti gaachana koo ti; ulfina kootis; mataa koos kan ol qabdu suma.
4 I cry to Yahweh with my voice, and he answers me out of his holy hill. (Selah)
Ani guddisee Waaqayyotti nan iyyadha; innis tulluu isaa qulqulluu irraa deebii naa kenna.
5 I laid myself down and slept. I awakened, for Yahweh sustains me.
Ani nan ciisa; nan rafas; waan Waaqayyo ol na qabuuf nan dammaqa.
6 I will not be afraid of tens of thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
Saba kumaatama qixa hundaan kaʼee na marse ani hin sodaadhu.
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.
Yaa Waaqayyo kaʼi! Yaa Waaqa koo na baraari! Mangaagaa diinota kootii hundumaa rukuti; ilkaan hamootaa illee caccabsi.
8 Salvation belongs to Yahweh. May your blessing be on your people. (Selah)
Fayyinni kan Waaqayyoo ti. Eebbi kee saba kee irra haa jiraatu.
