Salmenes 3
1 Ein salme av David, då han flydde for Absalom, son sin. Herre, kor mange mine fiendar er! Mange reiser seg imot meg.
A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how many are mine adversaries become! Many are they that rise up against me.
2 Mange segjer til mi sjæl: «Det finst ikkje frelsa for honom hjå Gud.» (Sela)
Many there are that say of my soul: 'There is no salvation for him in God.' (Selah)
3 Men du, Herre, er min skjold, mi æra og den som lyfter mitt hovud.
But thou, O LORD, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
4 Eg ropar høgt til Herren, og han svarar meg frå sitt heilage fjell. (Sela)
With my voice I call unto the LORD, and He answereth me out of His holy mountain. (Selah)
5 Eg lagde meg og sovna; eg vakna upp, for Herren held meg uppe.
I lay me down, and I sleep; I awake, for the LORD sustaineth me.
6 Eg ottast ikkje for ti tusund av folk, som hev lægra seg imot meg rundt ikring.
I am not afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.
7 Statt upp, Herre, frels meg, min Gud! For du hev slege alle mine fiendar på kinni, du hev knasa tennerne på dei ugudlege.
Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God; for Thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek, Thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Herren høyrer frelsa til. Lat di velsigning vera yver ditt folk! (Sela)
Salvation belongeth unto the LORD; Thy blessing be upon Thy people. (Selah)
