Sòm 3
1 David t'ap kouri pou Absalon, pitit li, lè li ekri sòm sa a. Seyè, ala anpil lènmi m' yo anpil! Ala anpil moun k'ap leve dèyè m' yo anpil!
A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. Jehovah, how many are they that trouble me, many they that rise up against me!
2 Ala anpil moun k'ap pale sou mwen yo anpil! Y'ap di: Aa! Bondye p'ap delivre l'!
Many say of my soul, There is no salvation for him in God. (Selah)
3 Men ou menm, Seyè, w'ap toujou pran defans mwen. W'ap fè m' genyen batay la. Ou p'ap kite m' wont devan lènmi m' yo.
But thou, Jehovah, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
4 Mwen rele Seyè a ak tout fòs mwen. Li rete sou mòn ki apa pou li a, li reponn mwen.
With my voice will I call to Jehovah, and he will answer me from the hill of his holiness. (Selah)
5 Mwen kouche, mwen dòmi, mwen leve anbyen, paske Seyè a ap soutni mwen.
I laid me down and slept; I awaked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.
6 Mwen pa pè tout kantite moun sa yo ki sènen m' toupatou.
I will not fear for myriads of the people that have set themselves against me round about.
7 Leve non, Seyè! Sove m' non, Bondye mwen! Ou bay tout lènmi m' yo yon souflèt. Ou kase dan mechan yo.
Arise, Jehovah; save me, my God! For thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheekbone, thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Se ou menm sèl, Seyè, ki ka sove nou. Beni tout pèp ou a.
Salvation is of Jehovah; thy blessing is upon thy people. (Selah)
