Psalms 3
1 `The salm of Dauid, whanne he fledde fro the face of Absolon, his sone. Lord, whi ben thei multiplied that disturblen me?
A capa Absalom hmai lamkah a yong vaengah David kah tingtoeng Aw BOEIPA, badongah kai taengah aka tlai, ka rhal he muep a pung,
2 many men rysen ayens me. Many men seien of my soule, Noon helthe is to hym in his God.
“Pathenlamkah khangnah tah anih ham moenih,” tila ka hinglu he muep a thui uh. (Selah)
3 But thou, Lord, art myn vptakere; my glorye, and enhaunsyng myn heed.
Tedae, BOEIPA nang tah kai taengah photling, ka thangpomnah neh ka lu aka pomsang la na om.
4 With my vois Y criede to the Lord; and he herde me fro his hooli hil.
BOEIPAte ka ol neh ka khue vaengah, a tlang cim lamloh kai n'doo, (Selah)
5 I slepte, and `was quenchid, and Y roos vp; for the Lord resseyuede me.
Kai he BOEIPA loh n'duel dongah, ka yalh tih ka ip dae koep ka haenghang,
6 I schal not drede thousyndis of puple cumpassynge me; Lord, rise thou vp; my God, make thou me saaf.
Kapilnam a thawng a sang aka pai khoep te ka rhih mahpawh,
7 For thou hast smyte alle men beynge aduersaries to me with out cause; thou hast al to-broke the teeth of synneris.
Aw ka BOEIPA Pathen thoo laeh! namah loh ka thunkha te boeih na ngawn tih, halang rhoek kah kamken no khaw na thuk dongah kai he n'khanglaeh
8 Helthe is of the Lord; and thi blessyng, Lord, is on thi puple.
Khangnahhe BOEIPA taengkah ni. Nang kah yoethennah loh na pilnam soah om saeh. (Selah)
