Salmenes 3
1 Ein salme av David, då han flydde for Absalom, son sin. Herre, kor mange mine fiendar er! Mange reiser seg imot meg.
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!
2 Mange segjer til mi sjæl: «Det finst ikkje frelsa for honom hjå Gud.» (Sela)
Many say of my soul, There is no salvation for him in God. (Selah)
3 Men du, Herre, er min skjold, mi æra og den som lyfter mitt hovud.
But thou, Jehovah, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
4 Eg ropar høgt til Herren, og han svarar meg frå sitt heilage fjell. (Sela)
With my voice will I call to Jehovah, and he will answer me from the hill of his holiness. (Selah)
5 Eg lagde meg og sovna; eg vakna upp, for Herren held meg uppe.
I laid me down and slept; I awaked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.
6 Eg ottast ikkje for ti tusund av folk, som hev lægra seg imot meg rundt ikring.
I will not fear for myriads of the people that have set themselves against me round about.
7 Statt upp, Herre, frels meg, min Gud! For du hev slege alle mine fiendar på kinni, du hev knasa tennerne på dei ugudlege.
Arise, Jehovah; save me, my God! For thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheekbone, thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Herren høyrer frelsa til. Lat di velsigning vera yver ditt folk! (Sela)
Salvation is of Jehovah; thy blessing is upon thy people. (Selah)
