Sams-Zgame 3
1 Ra Anumzamoka ha' vahenimo'za ome ra hu'za hara hunantazanki ko! Rama'a vahe'mo'za oti'za hara renantaze!
A Melody of David, when he fled from before Absolom his son. Yahweh! how have mine adversaries multiplied, Multitudes, are rising against me;
2 Rama'a nagrikura hu'za, Anumzamo'a agura ovazigahie hu'za nehaze.
Multitudes, are saying of my soul, —No salvation for him in God. (Selah)
3 Hianagi kagra Ra Anumzamoka maka kaziga hankoni'gna hunka manigaginantenka, ra nagia nenaminka naza hanke'na hara zamagate'neroe.
But, thou, Yahweh, art a shield about me, my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
4 Hagi Ra Anumzamo'ma nzama hinogu'ma krafage hu'na ke'zatugeno'a, ruotge agona'aretira antahinami'ne.
With my voice—unto Yahweh, do I cry, and he hath answered me out of his holy mountain. (Selah)
5 Navura mase so'e hute'na onetue, na'ankure Ra Anumzamo'a kegava hunenante.
I, laid me down and slept, —I awoke, Surely, Yahweh, sustaineth me!
6 Hanki rama'a 10tauseni'a ha' vahe'mo'zama maka kazigati'ma eme navazagi kagisazana, nagra korora zamagrikura osugahue.
I will not be afraid of myriads of people, who, round about, have set themselves against me.
7 Ra Anumzamoka, otio! Nagri Anumzamoka nagu'vazio! Ha' vahe'ni'aramina zamerage rupro hunka nezmahenka, kefo avu'ava'ma nehia vahera zamave rutafrinka zamaho.
Rise! Yahweh, Save me, my God. Surely thou hast smitten all my foes on the cheekbone, The teeth of the lawless, hast thou broken.
8 Vahe'ma agu'vazi zana Ra Anumzamofompi me'ne. Hagi kagri asomu'mo'a, kagri vahepi megahie.
To Yahweh, belongeth Salvation! Upon thy people, be thy blessing. (Selah)
