Psalms 3
1 A psalm of David, when he fled from his son Absalom. How many, Lord, are my foes! Those who rise up against me are many.
Ihubo likaDavida ebalekela indodana yakhe u-Abhisalomu. Oh Thixo banengi kangaka abayizitha zami! Banengi kangaka abangihlaselayo!
2 Many are those who say of me, ‘There is no help for him in his God.’ (Selah)
Abanengi bathi ngami, “UNkulunkulu kayikumhlenga.”
3 But you, Lord, are shield about me, my glory, who lifts up my head.
Kodwa wena uyisihlangu sokungivikela, Oh, Thixo, inkazimulo yami, uphakamisa ikhanda lami.
4 When loudly I call to the Lord, from his holy hill he gives answer. (Selah)
Ngikhala kakhulu kuThixo uyangiphendula esentabeni yakhe engcwele.
5 I laid down and slept: now I wake, for the Lord sustains me.
Ngilala phansi ngijumeke; ngibuye ngiphaphame, ngoba uThixo uyangilondoloza.
6 I fear not the myriads of people who beset me on every side.
Angiyikubesaba abangamatshumitshumi ezinkulungwane abangihlaselayo inxa zonke.
7 Arise, Lord: save me, my God, who strikes all my foes on the cheek, and shatters the teeth of the wicked.
Phakama, awu Thixo Ngisindise, Oh Nkulunkulu wami. Zibethe zonke izitha zami emhlathini; akhumule amazinyo ababi.
8 Victory belongs to the Lord: let your blessing descend on your people. (Selah)
KuThixo kuvela insindiso. Sengathi isibusiso Sakho singaba sebantwini Bakho.
