Psalms 3
1 `The salm of Dauid, whanne he fledde fro the face of Absolon, his sone. Lord, whi ben thei multiplied that disturblen me?
O Pakai, idia eisulam vaiding mi pung jing hitam! eidou din mitamtah akipandoh taove.
2 many men rysen ayens me. Many men seien of my soule, Noon helthe is to hym in his God.
Ama kihuh doh na hi Pathen a aumpoi tin kalungthim in mitamtah’in aseijui. (Selah)
3 But thou, Lord, art myn vptakere; my glorye, and enhaunsyng myn heed.
Ahinlah Pakai, nanghi eiveng tup, kalum’a kisoung nahi; Ka loupina le khodah ngam-a, gal jona eipeh jing nahi.
4 With my vois Y criede to the Lord; and he herde me fro his hooli hil.
Keima O sangtah in Pakai henga kataovin, Aman alhang thenga kon’in eihin donbut tai. (Selah)
5 I slepte, and `was quenchid, and Y roos vp; for the Lord resseyuede me.
Keima kalum’in ka-imu jin; Pakaiyin eichin tup’a eihoidam jeh’in, kajing-thou kit tai.
6 I schal not drede thousyndis of puple cumpassynge me; Lord, rise thou vp; my God, make thou me saaf.
Keima doudin mihem sangsom sangjan ei umkimvel jongle kichakit taponge.
7 For thou hast smyte alle men beynge aduersaries to me with out cause; thou hast al to-broke the teeth of synneris.
Hungthoudoh’in O Pakai; neihuhdoh’in, ka-Pathen: Eidou hojouse khagu eivohchipeh in; nangma migilou ho hahemtah jong vopul soh ji nahi.
8 Helthe is of the Lord; and thi blessyng, Lord, is on thi puple.
Huhingna hi Pakai a kon bou ahi: Na phattheina jong namite chunga aume.
