Psalmi 3
1 Gospode! kako je mnogo neprijatelja mojih! Mnogi ustaju na me.
A Melody of David, when he fled from before Absolom his son. Yahweh! how have mine adversaries multiplied, Multitudes, are rising against me;
2 Mnogi govore za dušu moju: nema mu pomoæi od Boga.
Multitudes, are saying of my soul, —No salvation for him in God. (Selah)
3 Ali ti si, Gospode, štit koji me zaklanja, slava moja; ti podižeš glavu moju.
But, thou, Yahweh, art a shield about me, my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
4 Glasom svojim vièem ka Gospodu, i èuje me sa svete gore svoje.
With my voice—unto Yahweh, do I cry, and he hath answered me out of his holy mountain. (Selah)
5 Ja liježem, spavam i ustajem, jer me Gospod èuva.
I, laid me down and slept, —I awoke, Surely, Yahweh, sustaineth me!
6 Ne bojim se mnogo tisuæa naroda što sa svijeh strana navaljuje na me.
I will not be afraid of myriads of people, who, round about, have set themselves against me.
7 Ustani, Gospode! pomozi mi, Bože moj! jer ti udaraš po obrazu sve neprijatelje moje; razbijaš zube bezbožnicima.
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 Od Gospoda je spasenje; neka bude na narodu tvom blagoslov tvoj!
To Yahweh, belongeth Salvation! Upon thy people, be thy blessing. (Selah)
