Psalms 3
1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. Jehovah, how many are they that trouble me, many they that rise up against me!
| مَزْمُورٌ لِدَاوُدَ بِمُنَاسَبَةِ فِرَارِهِ مِنِ ابْنِهِ أَبْشَالُومَ رَبُّ مَا أَكْثَرَ خُصُومِي! كَثِيرُونَ يَقُومُونَ عَلَيَّ. | ١ |
2 Many say of my soul, There is no salvation for him in God. (Selah)
| كَثِيرُونَ يَقُولُونَ عَنِّي: لَا خَلاصَ لَهُ بِإِلَهِهِ. | ٢ |
3 But thou, Jehovah, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
| وَلَكِنَّكَ أَنْتَ يَا رَبُّ تُرْسِي. إِنَّكَ مَجْدِي وَرَافِعُ رَأْسِي. | ٣ |
4 With my voice will I call to Jehovah, and he will answer me from the hill of his holiness. (Selah)
| بِمِلْءِ صَوْتِي أَدْعُو إِلَى الرَّبِّ فَيُجِيبُنِي مِنْ جَبَلِهِ الْمُقَدَّسِ. | ٤ |
5 I laid me down and slept; I awaked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.
| رَقَدْتُ فَنِمْتُ، ثُمَّ اسْتَيْقَظْتُ مِنْ غَيْرِ أَنْ يُصِيبَنِي شَرٌّ، لأَنَّ الرَّبَّ يَسْنِدُنِي. | ٥ |
6 I will not fear for myriads of the people that have set themselves against me round about.
| لَنْ أَخْشَى عَشَرَاتِ الأُلُوفِ مِنَ البَشَرِ الْمُلْتَفِّينَ حَوْلِي، الْمُحْتَشِدِينَ لِمُحَارَبَتِي. | ٦ |
7 Arise, Jehovah; save me, my God! For thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheekbone, thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
| قُمْ يَا رَبُّ. خَلِّصْنِي يَا إِلَهِي! فَإِنَّكَ قَدْ ضَرَبْتَ جَمِيعَ أَعْدَائِي عَلَى فُكُوكِهِمْ، فَهَشَّمْتَ أَسْنَانَ الأَشْرَارِ. | ٧ |
8 Salvation is of Jehovah; thy blessing is upon thy people. (Selah)
| أَنْتَ وَحْدَكَ الْمُخَلِّصُ يَا رَبُّ. فَلْتَفِضْ بَرَكَتُكَ عَلَى شَعْبِكَ. | ٨ |
