Psalms 3
1 A Psalm of David. When he fled from the face of his son, Absalom. Lord, why have those who trouble me been multiplied? Many rise up against me.
A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how many are mine adversaries become! Many are they that rise up against me.
2 Many say to my soul, “There is no salvation for him in his God.” (Pause)
Many there are that say of my soul: 'There is no salvation for him in God.' (Selah)
3 But you, Lord, are my supporter, my glory, and the one who raises up my head.
But thou, O LORD, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
4 I have cried out to the Lord with my voice, and he has heard me from his holy mountain. (Pause)
With my voice I call unto the LORD, and He answereth me out of His holy mountain. (Selah)
5 I have slept, and I have been stupefied. But I awakened because the Lord has taken me up.
I lay me down, and I sleep; I awake, for the LORD sustaineth me.
6 I will not fear the thousands of people surrounding me. Rise up, Lord. Save me, my God.
I am not afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.
7 For you have struck all those who oppose me without cause. You have broken the teeth of sinners.
Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God; for Thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek, Thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Salvation is of the Lord, and your blessing is upon your people. (Pause)
Salvation belongeth unto the LORD; Thy blessing be upon Thy people. (Selah)
