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?
Yahweh, I have many enemies [DOU]! There are many people who oppose/rebel against me.
2 many men rysen ayens me. Many men seien of my soule, Noon helthe is to hym in his God.
Many people are saying about me, “God will [certainly] not help him!”
3 But thou, Lord, art myn vptakere; my glorye, and enhaunsyng myn heed.
But Yahweh, you are like a shield [that protects me] [MET]. You greatly honor me, and you encourage me (OR, enable me to triumph over my enemies) [IDM].
4 With my vois Y criede to the Lord; and he herde me fro his hooli hil.
I cry out to you, Yahweh, and you answer me from [Zion], your sacred hill.
5 I slepte, and `was quenchid, and Y roos vp; for the Lord resseyuede me.
[At night] I lie down and sleep, and I awake [in the morning feeling good/refreshed] because you, Yahweh, (take care of/protect) me [all during the night].
6 I schal not drede thousyndis of puple cumpassynge me; Lord, rise thou vp; my God, make thou me saaf.
There may be thousands of [enemy] soldiers who surround me, but I am not afraid.
7 For thou hast smyte alle men beynge aduersaries to me with out cause; thou hast al to-broke the teeth of synneris.
Yahweh, arise! My God, [come and] rescue me [again]! You [insult] my enemies by slapping them on their cheeks; [when you strike them], you break their teeth, [with the result that they cannot hurt anyone] [MET].
8 Helthe is of the Lord; and thi blessyng, Lord, is on thi puple.
Yahweh, you are the one who saves your people [from their enemies]. Yahweh, bless your people!
