Psalms 3
1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. Jehovah, how many are they that trouble me, many they that rise up against me!
YHWH, how are they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.
2 Many say of my soul, There is no salvation for him in God. (Selah)
Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in Elohim. (Selah)
3 But thou, Jehovah, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
But thou, O YHWH, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.
4 With my voice will I call to Jehovah, and he will answer me from the hill of his holiness. (Selah)
I cried unto YHWH with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. (Selah)
5 I laid me down and slept; I awaked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.
I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for YHWH sustained me.
6 I will not fear for myriads of the people that have set themselves against me round about.
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.
7 Arise, Jehovah; save me, my God! For thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheekbone, thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
Arise, O YHWH; save me, O my Elohim: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Salvation is of Jehovah; thy blessing is upon thy people. (Selah)
Salvation belongeth unto YHWH: thy blessing is upon thy people. (Selah)
