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 Absalom his son. Yahweh, how many are my enemies! Many have risen against me.
2 Unnumbered are those who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah)
Many say about me, “There is no help for him from God.” (Selah)
3 But your strength, O Lord, is round me, you are my glory and the lifter up of my head.
But you, Yahweh, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts 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)
I lift up my voice to Yahweh, and he answers me from his holy hill. (Selah)
5 I took my rest in sleep, and then again I was awake; for the Lord was my support.
I lay down and slept; I awoke, for Yahweh protected me.
6 I will have no fear, though ten thousand have come round me, putting themselves against me.
I will not be afraid of the multitudes of people who have set themselves 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.
Rise up, Yahweh! Save me, my God! For you will hit all my enemies on the jaw; you will break the teeth of the wicked.
8 Salvation comes from the Lord; your blessing is on your people. (Selah)
Salvation comes from Yahweh. May your blessings be on your people. (Selah)
