¹A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.

¹Rabbiyow, cadaawayaashaydu fara badanaa! Kuwa igu kacaa aad bay u badan yihiin.

²Many are saying of my soul, `There is no salvation for him in God.` Selah.

²Way badan yihiin kuwa naftayda wax ka sheegaa, iyagoo leh, Ilaah isaga caawin maayo. (Selaah)

³And Thou, O Jehovah, [art] a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.

³Laakiinse, Rabbiyow, adigu waxaad tahay gaashaan igu wareegsan, Iyo sharaftayda, iyo kan madaxayga kor u qaada.

⁴My voice [is] unto Jehovah: I call: And He answereth me from his holy hill, Selah.

⁴Codkayga ayaan Rabbiga ugu qayliyaa, Oo isaguna wuxuu iiga jawaabaa buurtiisa quduuska ah. (Selaah)

⁵I — I have lain down, and I sleep, I have waked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.

⁵Anigu waan jiifsaday oo waan iska seexday, Oo haddana waan soo toosay, waayo, Rabbiga ayaa i xannaaneeya.

⁶I am not afraid of myriads of people, That round about they have set against me.

⁶Ka baqi maayo dadka kumanyaalkaa, Oo gees kasta iga hareereeyey.

⁷Rise, O Jehovah! save me, my God. Because Thou hast smitten All mine enemies [on] the cheek. The teeth of the wicked Thou hast broken.

⁷Kac, Rabbiyow, oo i badbaadi, Ilaahayow, Waayo, cadaawayaashaydii oo dhan waxaad ku dhufatay dhabanka, Oo kuwa sharka leh ilkahoodiina waad jejebisay.Badbaado waxaa leh Rabbiga, Barakadaadu dadkaaga ha ku soo degto. (Selaah)

⁸Of Jehovah [is] this salvation; On Thy people [is] Thy blessing! Selah.

⁸Badbaado waxaa leh Rabbiga, Barakadaadu dadkaaga ha ku soo degto. (Selaah)