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 by David, when he fled from Absalom his son.] LORD, how my adversaries have increased. Many rise up against me.
2 Mange segjer til mi sjæl: «Det finst ikkje frelsa for honom hjå Gud.» (Sela)
Many there are who 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 you, LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
4 Eg ropar høgt til Herren, og han svarar meg frå sitt heilage fjell. (Sela)
I cried out to the LORD with my voice, and he answered me from his holy mountain. (Selah)
5 Eg lagde meg og sovna; eg vakna upp, for Herren held meg uppe.
I lay down and slept. I awoke, for the LORD sustains 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 who have set themselves against me on every side.
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, LORD. Save me, my God. For you slap all my enemies in the face. You break the teeth of the wicked.
8 Herren høyrer frelsa til. Lat di velsigning vera yver ditt folk! (Sela)
Salvation belongs to the LORD. Your blessing is upon your people. (Selah)
