Psalms 3
1 Saamu ti Dafidi. Nígbà ti ó sá fún ọmọ rẹ̀ Absalomu. Olúwa, báwo ni àwọn ọ̀tá mi ṣe pọ̀ tó báyìí! Báwo ni àwọn ti ó dìde sí mi ṣe pọ̀ tó!
“A psalm of David, when he fled from before Abshalom his son.” Lord, how numerous are my assailants! how many, that rise up against me!
2 Ọ̀pọ̀lọpọ̀ ni ó ń sọ ní ti tèmi, pé “Ọlọ́run kò nígbà á là.” (Sela)
Many say of my soul, There is no help for him with God. (Selah)
3 Ṣùgbọ́n ìwọ ni asà yí mi ká, Olúwa; ìwọ fi ògo fún mi, ìwọ sì gbé orí mi sókè.
But thou, O Lord, art a shield around me, my glory, and he that lifteth up my head.
4 Olúwa ni mo kígbe sókè sí, ó sì dá mi lóhùn láti orí òkè mímọ́ rẹ̀ wá. (Sela)
With my voice I call unto the Lord, and he answereth me out of his holy mountain. (Selah)
5 Èmi dùbúlẹ̀, mo sì sùn; mo sì tún padà jí, nítorí Olúwa ni ó ń gbé mi ró.
I laid myself down and slept: I awoke; for the Lord sustaineth me.
6 Èmi kì yóò bẹ̀rù ẹgbẹẹgbẹ̀rún ènìyàn tí wọ́n rọ̀gbà yí mi ká.
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have placed themselves round about against me.
7 Dìde, Olúwa! Gbà mí, Ọlọ́run mi! Lu gbogbo àwọn ọ̀tá mi ní àgbọ̀n; kí o sì ká eyín àwọn ènìyàn búburú.
Arise, O Lord, help me, O my God; for thou smitest all my enemies upon the cheek bone: the teeth of the wicked dost thou break.
8 Láti ọ̀dọ̀ Olúwa ni ìgbàlà ti wá. Kí ìbùkún rẹ wà lórí àwọn ènìyàn rẹ. (Sela)
Salvation belongeth unto the Lord: thy blessing be upon thy people. (Selah)
