Psalms 3
1 A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son. Yahweh, how my adversaries have increased! Many are those who rise up against me.
A capa Absalom hmai lamkah a yong vaengah David kah tingtoeng Aw BOEIPA, badongah kai taengah aka tlai, ka rhal he muep a pung,
2 Many there are who say of my soul, “There is no help for him in God.” (Selah)
“Pathenlamkah khangnah tah anih ham moenih,” tila ka hinglu he muep a thui uh. (Selah)
3 But you, Yahweh, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
Tedae, BOEIPA nang tah kai taengah photling, ka thangpomnah neh ka lu aka pomsang la na om.
4 I cry to Yahweh with my voice, and he answers me out of his holy hill. (Selah)
BOEIPAte ka ol neh ka khue vaengah, a tlang cim lamloh kai n'doo, (Selah)
5 I laid myself down and slept. I awakened, for Yahweh sustains me.
Kai he BOEIPA loh n'duel dongah, ka yalh tih ka ip dae koep ka haenghang,
6 I will not be afraid of tens of thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
Kapilnam a thawng a sang aka pai khoep te ka rhih mahpawh,
7 Arise, Yahweh! Save me, my God! For you have struck all of my enemies on the cheek bone. You have broken the teeth of the wicked.
Aw ka BOEIPA Pathen thoo laeh! namah loh ka thunkha te boeih na ngawn tih, halang rhoek kah kamken no khaw na thuk dongah kai he n'khanglaeh
8 Salvation belongs to Yahweh. May your blessing be on your people. (Selah)
Khangnahhe BOEIPA taengkah ni. Nang kah yoethennah loh na pilnam soah om saeh. (Selah)
