Psalms 3
1 A Psalm. Of David. When he went in flight from Absalom his son. Lord, how greatly are they increased who make attacks on me! in great numbers they come against me.
A Psalm of David, when he fled from his son Absalom. O LORD, how my foes have increased! How many rise up against me!
2 Unnumbered are those who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah)
Many say of me, “God will not deliver him.”
3 But your strength, O Lord, is round me, you are my glory and the lifter up of my head.
But You, O LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the One who lifts my head.
4 I send up a cry to the Lord with my voice, and he gives me an answer from his holy hill. (Selah)
To the LORD I cry aloud, and He answers me from His holy mountain.
5 I took my rest in sleep, and then again I was awake; for the Lord was my support.
I lie down and sleep; I wake again, for the LORD sustains me.
6 I will have no fear, though ten thousand have come round me, putting themselves against me.
I will not fear the myriads set against me on every side.
7 Come to me, Lord; keep me safe, O my God; for you have given all my haters blows on their face-bones; the teeth of the evil-doers have been broken by you.
Arise, O LORD! Save me, O my God! Strike all my enemies on the jaw; break the teeth of the wicked.
8 Salvation comes from the Lord; your blessing is on your people. (Selah)
Salvation belongs to the LORD; may Your blessing be on Your people.
