Psalms 3

DOUAI-RHEIMS	SMITH VAN DYKE
1 The psalm of David when he fled from the face of his son Absalom.	1 مزمور لداود حينما هرب من وجه ابشالوم ابنه‎. ‎يا رب ما اكثر مضايقي. كثيرون قائمون عليّ‎.
2 Why, O Lord, are they multiplied that afflict me? many are they who rise up against me.	2 ‎كثيرون يقولون لنفسي ليس له خلاص بالهه. سلاه
3 Many say to my soul: There is no salvation for him in his God.	3 اما انت يا رب فترس لي. مجدي ورافع رأسي‎.
4 But thou, O Lord art my protector, my glory, and the lifter up of my head.	4 ‎بصوتي الى الرب اصرخ فيجيبني من جبل قدسه. سلاه
5 I have cried to the Lord with my voice: and he hath heard me from his holy hill.	5 انا اضطجعت ونمت. استيقظت لان الرب يعضدني‎.
6 I have slept and taken my rest: and I have risen up, because the Lord hath protected me.	6 ‎لا اخاف من ربوات الشعوب المصطفين عليّ من حولي‎.
7 I will not fear thousands of the people, surrounding me: arise, O Lord; save me, O my God.	7 ‎قم يا رب. خلّصني يا الهي. لانك ضربت كل اعدائي على الفك. هشمت اسنان الاشرار‎.
8 For thou hast struck all them who are my adversaries without cause: thou hast broken the teeth of sinners.	8 ‎للرب الخلاص. على شعبك بركتك. سلاه
9 Salvation is of the Lord: and thy blessing is upon thy people.