Psalms 3
1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from the presence of his son Abessalom. O Lord, why are they that afflict me multiplied? many rise up against me.
Lord, how are they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.
2 Many say concerning my soul, There is no deliverance for him in his God. (Pause)
Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah)
3 But thou, O Lord, art my helper: my glory, and the one that lifts up my head.
But you, O LORD, are a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.
4 I cried to the Lord with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy mountain. (Pause)
I cried unto the LORD with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. (Selah)
5 I lay down and slept; I awaked; for the Lord will help me.
I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustained me.
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, who beset me round about.
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.
7 Arise, Lord; deliver me, my God: for thou hast smitten all who were without cause mine enemies; thou hast broken the teeth of sinners.
Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God: for you have smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; you have broken the teeth of the ungodly.
8 Deliverance is the Lord's, and thy blessing is upon thy people.
Salvation belongs unto the LORD: your blessing is upon your people. (Selah)
