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!
“A Psalm of David, when he fled from his son Absalom.” How many, O LORD, are mine enemies! How many are they who rise up against me!
2 Many say of my soul, There is no salvation for him in God. (Selah)
How many are they who say of me, “There is no help for him with God”! (Pause)
3 But thou, Jehovah, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
But thou, O LORD! art my shield, My glory, and the lifter-up of my head.
4 With my voice will I call to Jehovah, and he will answer me from the hill of his holiness. (Selah)
I call upon the LORD with my voice, And he heareth me from his holy hill. (Pause)
5 I laid me down and slept; I awaked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.
I lay me down and sleep; I awake, for the LORD sustaineth me.
6 I will not fear for myriads of the people that have set themselves against me round about.
I will not fear the ten thousands of people Who on every side set themselves against me.
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 LORD! Save me, O my God! For thou smitest the cheek of all my enemies; Thou breakest the teeth of the wicked.
8 Salvation is of Jehovah; thy blessing is upon thy people. (Selah)
Deliverance cometh from the LORD: May thy blessing be with thy people! (Pause)
