Salmos 3
1 ¡Oh Yavé, cómo se multiplicaron mis opresores! Muchos son los que se levantan contra mí.
[A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son.] LORD, how my adversaries have increased. Many rise up against me.
2 Muchos dicen de mí: No hay salvación en ʼElohim para él. (Selah)
Many there are who say of my soul, "There is no salvation for him in God." (Selah)
3 Pero Tú, oh Yavé, eres escudo alrededor de mí, Mi gloria, y el que levanta mi cabeza.
But you, LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
4 Clamé a Yavé con mi voz.
I cried out to the LORD with my voice, and he answered me from his holy mountain. (Selah)
5 Yo me acosté y dormí, Y desperté, porque Yavé me sustenta.
I lay down and slept. I awoke, for the LORD sustains me.
6 No temeré a decenas de millares de personas Me sitien que alrededor.
I am not afraid of ten thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
7 ¡Levántate, oh Yavé, sálvame, ʼElohim mío! Porque Tú eres el que golpea a todos mis enemigos en la mejilla Y quebrantas los dientes de los impíos.
Arise, LORD. Save me, my God. For you slap all my enemies in the face. You break the teeth of the wicked.
8 La salvación corresponde a Yavé. Sobre tu pueblo sea tu bendición. (Selah)
Salvation belongs to the LORD. Your blessing is upon your people. (Selah)
