Psalms 3
1 A Psalm. Of David. When he went in flight from Absalom his son. Lord, how greatly are they increased who make attacks on me! in great numbers they come against me.
Senhor, como se teem multiplicado os meus adversarios! são muitos os que se levantam contra mim.
2 Unnumbered are those who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah)
Muitos dizem da minha alma: Não ha salvação para elle em Deus (Selah)
3 But your strength, O Lord, is round me, you are my glory and the lifter up of my head.
Porém tu, Senhor, és um escudo para mim, a minha gloria, e o que exalta a minha cabeça.
4 I send up a cry to the Lord with my voice, and he gives me an answer from his holy hill. (Selah)
Com a minha voz clamei ao Senhor, e ouviu-me desde o seu sancto monte (Selah)
5 I took my rest in sleep, and then again I was awake; for the Lord was my support.
Eu me deitei e dormi: acordei; porque o Senhor me sustentou.
6 I will have no fear, though ten thousand have come round me, putting themselves against me.
Não temerei os milhares de povo que se pozeram contra mim e me cercam.
7 Come to me, Lord; keep me safe, O my God; for you have given all my haters blows on their face-bones; the teeth of the evil-doers have been broken by you.
Levanta-te, Senhor; salva-me, Deus meu; pois feriste a todos os meus inimigos nos queixos; quebraste os dentes aos impios.
8 Salvation comes from the Lord; your blessing is on your people. (Selah)
A salvação vem do Senhor; sobre o teu povo seja a tua benção. (Selah)
