Psalm 3

1 Psalmus David, cum fugeret a facie Absalom filii sui.

1 The psalm of David when he fled from the face of his son Absalom.

2 Domine, quid multiplicati sunt qui tribulant me ? Multi insurgunt adversum me ;

2 Why, O Lord, are they multiplied that afflict me? many are they who rise up against me.

3 multi dicunt animæ meæ : Non est salus ipsi in Deo ejus.

3 Many say to my soul: There is no salvation for him in his God.

4 Tu autem Domine, susceptor meus es, gloria mea, et exaltans caput meum.

4 But thou, O Lord, art my protector, my glory, and the lifter up of my head.

5 Voce mea ad Dominum clamavi ; et exaudivit me de monte sancto suo.

5 I have cried to the Lord with my voice: and he hath heard me from his holy hill.

6 Ego dormivi, et soporatus sum ; et exsurrexi, quia Dominus suscepit me.

6 I have slept and have taken my rest: and I have risen up, because the Lord hath protected me.

7 Non timebo millia populi circumdantis me. Exsurge, Domine ; salvum me fac, Deus meus.

7 I will not fear thousands of the people surrounding me: arise, O Lord; save me, O my God.

8 Quoniam tu percussisti omnes adversantes mihi sine causa ; dentes peccatorum contrivisti.

8 For thou hast struck all them who are my adversaries without cause: thou hast broken the teeth of sinners.

9 Domini est salus ; et super populum tuum benedictio tua.

9 Salvation is of the Lord: and thy blessing is upon thy people.