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 before Abshalom his son.” Lord, how numerous are my assailants! how many, that 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 my soul, There is no help for him with God. (Selah)
3 But your strength, O Lord, is round me, you are my glory and the lifter up of my head.
But thou, O Lord, art a shield around me, my glory, and he that lifteth up 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)
With my voice I call unto the Lord, and he answereth me out of his holy mountain. (Selah)
5 I took my rest in sleep, and then again I was awake; for the Lord was my support.
I laid myself down and slept: I awoke; for the Lord sustaineth me.
6 I will have no fear, though ten thousand have come round me, putting themselves against me.
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have placed themselves round about against me.
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, help me, O my God; for thou smitest all my enemies upon the cheek bone: the teeth of the wicked dost thou break.
8 Salvation comes from the Lord; your blessing is on your people. (Selah)
Salvation belongeth unto the Lord: thy blessing be upon thy people. (Selah)
