Salamo 3
1 Salamo nataon’ i Davida, fony izy nandositra an’ i Absaloma zanany. Jehovah ô, akory izato hamaroan’ ny mampahory ahy! Maro no mitsangana hanohitra ahy.
A psalm of David, when he fled from his son Absalom. How many, Lord, are my foes! Those who rise up against me are many.
2 Maro no milaza ny fanahiko hoe: tsy manam-pamonjena amin’ Andriamanitra izy. (Sela)
Many are those who say of me, ‘There is no help for him in his God.’ (Selah)
3 Kanjo Hianao, Jehovah ô, no ampinga manodidina ahy, Voninahitro sy mpanandratra ny lohako.
But you, Lord, are shield about me, my glory, who lifts up my head.
4 Amin’ ny feoko no iantsoako an’ i Jehovah, ary any an-tendrombohiny masìna no mamaly ahy Izy.
When loudly I call to the Lord, from his holy hill he gives answer. (Selah)
5 Izaho nandry ka natory; nifoha aho, satria Jehovah no manohana ahy. (Sela)
I laid down and slept: now I wake, for the Lord sustains me.
6 Tsy hatahotra olona alinalina aho, izay milahatra manodidina hamely ahy.
I fear not the myriads of people who beset me on every side.
7 Mitsangàna, Jehovah ô; vonjeo aho, Andriamanitro ô; fa efa namely ny takolaky ny fahavaloko rehetra Hianao; ny nifin’ ny ratsy fanahy novakivakinao.
Arise, Lord: save me, my God, who strikes all my foes on the cheek, and shatters the teeth of the wicked.
8 An’ i Jehovah ny famonjena; Ho amin’ ny olonao anie ny fitahianao. (Sela)
Victory belongs to the Lord: let your blessing descend on your people. (Selah)
