Biblia Platense (Straubinger) · Catholic Public Domain Version
Salmos 3
1Salmo de David cuando huía de su hijo Absalón. A Psalm of David. When he fled from the face of his son, Absalom.2Oh Yahvé, ¡cuán numerosos son mis perseguidores! ¡Cuántos se levantan contra mí! Lord, why have those who trouble me been multiplied? Many rise up against me.3Muchos son los que dicen de mi vida: “No hay para él salvación en Dios.” Many say to my soul, “There is no salvation for him in his God.” Pause4Pero Tú, Yahvé, eres mi escudo, Tú mi gloria, Tú quien me hace erguir la cabeza. But you, Lord, are my supporter, my glory, and the one who raises up my head.5Con mi voz invoco a Yahvé y Él me oye desde su santo monte. I have cried out to the Lord with my voice, and he has heard me from his holy mountain. Pause6Me acuesto y me duermo, y despierto incólume, porque Yahvé me sostiene. I have slept, and I have been stupefied. But I awakened because the Lord has taken me up.7No temo a los muchos millares de gentes que en derredor se ponen contra mí. I will not fear the thousands of people surrounding me. Rise up, Lord. Save me, my God.8Levántate, Yahvé; sálvame, Dios mío, Tú que heriste en la mejilla a todos mis enemigos, y a los impíos les quebraste los dientes. For you have struck all those who oppose me without cause. You have broken the teeth of sinners.9De Yahvé viene la salvación, ¡Que sea tu bendición sobre tu pueblo! Salvation is of the Lord, and your blessing is upon your people. Pause