Psalms 3
1 A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.
A capa Absalom khae hoi cawnh naah tarik ih David ih Saam laa. Aw Angraeng, kai raihaih paek misanawk loe paroeai pop o! Nihcae loe pop o parai pongah, kai hae misa ah ang suek o.
2 Many are saying of my soul, 'There is no salvation for him in God.' (Selah)
Kaminawk mah, Sithaw mah anih to angsak haih mak ai, tiah ang naa o. (Selah)
3 And Thou, O Jehovah, [art] a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.
Toe aw Angraeng, nang loe ka buephaih, ka lensawkhaih ah na oh moe, kai ih lu atoengh tahang kami ah na oh.
4 My voice [is] unto Jehovah: I call: And He answereth me from his holy hill, (Selah)
Angraeng khaeah tha hoi ka hang naah, anih mah angmah ih kaciim mae nui hoiah ka lok ang pathim. (Selah)
5 I — I have lain down, and I sleep, I have waked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.
Kang song moe, ka iih; Angraeng mah ang patawnh pongah, kang thawk let.
6 I am not afraid of myriads of people, That round about they have set against me.
Kai takui khoep, ka misa sang hatonawk to ka zii mak ai.
7 Rise, O Jehovah! save me, my God. Because Thou hast smitten All mine enemies [on] the cheek. The teeth of the wicked Thou hast broken.
Aw Angraeng, angthawk ah; Aw ka Sithaw, na pahlong ah: ka misanawk ih akam huh to nang boh pae moe, Sithaw panoek ai kaminawk ih haa to nam rosak.
8 Of Jehovah [is] this salvation; On Thy people [is] Thy blessing! (Selah)
Pahlonghaih loe Sithaw ih ni; na tahamhoihaih loe nangmah ih kaminawk nuiah om nasoe. (Selah)
