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 by David, when he fled from Absalom his son.] LORD, how my adversaries have increased. Many rise up against me.
2 Many say to my soul, “There is no salvation for him in his God.” (Pause)
Many there are who 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 you, LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
4 I have cried out to the Lord with my voice, and he has heard me from his holy mountain. (Pause)
I cried out to the LORD with my voice, and he answered me from 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 down and slept. I awoke, for the LORD sustains 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 who have set themselves against me on every side.
7 For you have struck all those who oppose me without cause. You have broken the teeth of sinners.
Arise, LORD. Save me, my God. For you slap all my enemies in the face. You break the teeth of the wicked.
8 Salvation is of the Lord, and your blessing is upon your people. (Pause)
Salvation belongs to the LORD. Your blessing is upon your people. (Selah)
