Salamo 3
1 Ry Iehovà, Akore ty fitomboa’ o mpamorefore ahikoo! Maro ty miongake hiatreatre ahy.
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.
2 Lako ty manao ty hoe ty amako: Tsy ama’e ty fandrombahan’ Añahare. Selà
Many are saying of my soul, 'There is no salvation for him in God.' (Selah)
3 Fa Ihe, ry Iehovà, ro kalan-defo mañohoñ’ ahy, ty engeko naho ty Mpampiandra ty lohako.
And Thou, O Jehovah, [art] a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.
4 Ie koiheko am-peo t’Iehovà, le janjiñe’e amy vohi’e miavakey. Selà
My voice [is] unto Jehovah: I call: And He answereth me from his holy hill, (Selah)
5 Màndre iraho vaho miroro; tsekake amy te mpañimba ahy t’Iehovà.
I — I have lain down, and I sleep, I have waked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.
6 Tsy hembañako i lahiale miarikoboñe hiatreatre ahikoy.
I am not afraid of myriads of people, That round about they have set against me.
7 Miongaha, ry Iehovà! Rombaho iraho ry Andrianañahareko, fa fonga tinampifi’o ty valañorà’ o rafelahikoo; vaho pinekapeka’o ty nife’ o lo-tserekeo.
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.
8 Am’ Iehovà ty fandrombahañe; naho am’ondati’oo ty fitahia’o. Selà
Of Jehovah [is] this salvation; On Thy people [is] Thy blessing! (Selah)
