Psalms 3
1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from his son Absalom. O LORD, how my foes have increased! How many rise up against me!
“A Psalm of David, when he fled from his son Absalom.” How many, O LORD, are mine enemies! How many are they who rise up against me!
2 Many say of me, “God will not deliver him.”
How many are they who say of me, “There is no help for him with God”! (Pause)
3 But You, O LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the One who lifts my head.
But thou, O LORD! art my shield, My glory, and the lifter-up of my head.
4 To the LORD I cry aloud, and He answers me from His holy mountain.
I call upon the LORD with my voice, And he heareth me from his holy hill. (Pause)
5 I lie down and sleep; I wake again, for the LORD sustains me.
I lay me down and sleep; I awake, for the LORD sustaineth me.
6 I will not fear the myriads set against me on every side.
I will not fear the ten thousands of people Who on every side set themselves against me.
7 Arise, O LORD! Save me, O my God! Strike all my enemies on the jaw; break the teeth of the wicked.
Arise, O LORD! Save me, O my God! For thou smitest the cheek of all my enemies; Thou breakest the teeth of the wicked.
8 Salvation belongs to the LORD; may Your blessing be on Your people.
Deliverance cometh from the LORD: May thy blessing be with thy people! (Pause)
