Psalms 3
1 [A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son.] Jehovah, how my adversaries have increased. Many rise up against me.
Rabbiyow, cadaawayaashaydu fara badanaa! Kuwa igu kacaa aad bay u badan yihiin.
2 Many there are who say of my soul, "There is no salvation for him in God." (Selah)
Way badan yihiin kuwa naftayda wax ka sheegaa, iyagoo leh, Ilaah isaga caawin maayo. (Selaah)
3 But you, Jehovah, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
Laakiinse, Rabbiyow, adigu waxaad tahay gaashaan igu wareegsan, Iyo sharaftayda, iyo kan madaxayga kor u qaada.
4 I cried out to Jehovah with my voice, and he answered me from his holy mountain. (Selah)
Codkayga ayaan Rabbiga ugu qayliyaa, Oo isaguna wuxuu iiga jawaabaa buurtiisa quduuska ah. (Selaah)
5 I lay down and slept. I awoke, for Jehovah sustains me.
Anigu waan jiifsaday oo waan iska seexday, Oo haddana waan soo toosay, waayo, Rabbiga ayaa i xannaaneeya.
6 I am not afraid of ten thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
Ka baqi maayo dadka kumanyaalkaa, Oo gees kasta iga hareereeyey.
7 Arise, Jehovah. Save me, my God. For you slap all my enemies in the face. You break the teeth of the wicked.
Kac, Rabbiyow, oo i badbaadi, Ilaahayow, Waayo, cadaawayaashaydii oo dhan waxaad ku dhufatay dhabanka, Oo kuwa sharka leh ilkahoodiina waad jejebisay.
8 Salvation belongs to Jehovah. Your blessing is upon your people. (Selah)
Badbaado waxaa leh Rabbiga, Barakadaadu dadkaaga ha ku soo degto. (Selaah)
