Psalms 3
1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from the presence of his son Abessalom. O Lord, why are they that afflict me multiplied? many rise up against me.
O IEOWA, ai imwintiti me toto, o ir me toto, me kangudi ong ia!
2 Many say concerning my soul, There is no deliverance for him in his God. (Pause)
Me toto kin inda duen ngen i, me dene sota sauas pa i ren Kot. (Sela)
3 But thou, O Lord, art my helper: my glory, and the one that lifts up my head.
A komui Ieowa pere pa i, o komui pan kotin kalingana ia da, o kamait ia la.
4 I cried to the Lord with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy mountain. (Pause)
I kin likwiri ong Ieowa ki ngil laud; o a kotin mangi ai ngidingid sang ni sapwilim a dol saraui. (Sela)
5 I lay down and slept; I awaked; for the Lord will help me.
I kin wonon, o mamair, o pirida, pwe Ieowa kin kotin kolekol ia.
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, who beset me round about.
I sota kin masak saunpei nen pak toto, me kin kapil ia pena.
7 Arise, Lord; deliver me, my God: for thou hast smitten all who were without cause mine enemies; thou hast broken the teeth of sinners.
Kom kotida Maing, Ieowa o sauasa ia, ai Kot! Pwe kom kotin pikir ai imwintiti karos, o kawelar ngi en me sapung kan.
8 Deliverance is the Lord's, and thy blessing is upon thy people.
Ieowa me sauas patail. Kom kotin kamauiada sapwilim omui aramas akan! (Sela)
