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?
Zabura ta Dawuda. Sa’ad da ya gudu daga ɗansa Absalom. Ya Ubangiji, abokan gābana nawa ne! Su nawa suke gāba da ni!
2 many men rysen ayens me. Many men seien of my soule, Noon helthe is to hym in his God.
Da yawa suna magana a kaina suna cewa, “Allah ba zai cece shi ba.” (Sela)
3 But thou, Lord, art myn vptakere; my glorye, and enhaunsyng myn heed.
Amma kai ne garkuwa kewaye da ni, ya Ubangiji; ka ba ni ɗaukaka ka kuma ɗaga kaina.
4 With my vois Y criede to the Lord; and he herde me fro his hooli hil.
Ga Ubangiji na yi kuka mai ƙarfi, ya kuwa amsa mini daga tudunsa mai tsarki. (Sela)
5 I slepte, and `was quenchid, and Y roos vp; for the Lord resseyuede me.
Na kwanta na yi barci; na kuma farka, gama Ubangiji yana kiyaye ni.
6 I schal not drede thousyndis of puple cumpassynge me; Lord, rise thou vp; my God, make thou me saaf.
Ba zan ji tsoro ko dubu goma suka ja dāgā gāba da ni a kowane gefe ba.
7 For thou hast smyte alle men beynge aduersaries to me with out cause; thou hast al to-broke the teeth of synneris.
Ka tashi Ya Ubangiji! Ka cece ni, ya Allahna! Ka bugi dukan abokan gābana a muƙamuƙi; ka kakkarya haƙoran mugaye.
8 Helthe is of the Lord; and thi blessyng, Lord, is on thi puple.
Daga wurin Ubangiji ne ceto kan zo. Bari albarkanka yă kasance a kan mutanenka. (Sela)
