Sòm 3
1 Yon Sòm a David lè l te sove ale devan Absalom, fis li a O SENYÈ, gade kijan lènmi mwen yo ap miltipliye; Anpil moun leve kont mwen.
A Psalme of Dauid, when he fled from his sonne Absalom. Lord, howe are mine aduersaries increased? howe many rise against me?
2 Anpil moun pale de nanm mwen, “Nanpwen delivrans pou li nan Bondye.” Tan
Many say to my soule, There is no helpe for him in God. (Selah)
3 Men Ou menm, O SENYÈ, se yon pwotèj ki antoure mwen, glwa mwen, ak (Sila) ki fè tèt mwen leve a.
But thou Lord art a buckler for me: my glory, and the lifter vp of mine head.
4 Mwen t ap kriye a SENYÈ a ak vwa mwen; Li te reponn mwen soti nan mòn sen Li an Tan
I did call vnto the Lord with my voyce, and he heard me out of his holy mountaine. (Selah)
5 Mwen te kouche e dòmi; mwen te leve, paske se SENYÈ a ki ban m fòs.
I layed me downe and slept, and rose vp againe: for the Lord susteined me.
6 Mwen p ap pè menm dè milye de moun ki ta pran pozisyon kont mwen de tout kote.
I will not be afrayde for ten thousand of the people, that should beset me round about.
7 Leve, O SENYÈ! Sove mwen, O Bondye mwen! Paske Ou te souflete tout lènmi mwen yo. Ou te kraze dan a mechan yo.
O Lord, arise: helpe me, my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies vpon the cheeke bone: thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Delivrans se nan SENYÈ a. Ke benediksyon Ou toujou poze sou pèp Ou a.
Saluation belongeth vnto the Lord, and thy blessing is vpon thy people. (Selah)
