Psalms 3:1
A 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.Mstari huu katika ulimwengu halisi
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- רָבַבrâbabproperly, to cast together , i.e. increase, especially in number; to multiply by the myria
- מִזְמוֹרmizmôwrproperly, instrumental music; by implication, a poem set to notes
- בָּרַחbârachto bolt, i.e. figuratively, to flee suddenly
- צַרtsarnarrow; (as a noun) a tight place (usually figuratively, i.e. trouble); also a pebble ; (t
- אֲבִישָׁלוֹםʼĂbîyshâlôwmAbshalom, a son of David; also (the fuller form) a later Israelite
- רַבrababundant (in quantity, size, age, number, rank, quality)
- דָּוִדDâvidDavid, the youngest son of Jesse
- פָּנִיםpânîymthe face (as the part that turns); used in a great variety of applications (literally and
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Marejeleo mtambuka
Psa 17:7, 2Sa 17:11–13, 2Sa 16:15, 2Sa 15:1–18, Mat 27:25, Mat 10:21