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 by David, when he fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how my adversaries have increased! Many are those who rise up against me.
2 Many say of my soul, There is no salvation for him in God. (Selah)
Many there are who say of my soul, “There is no help for him in God.” (Selah)
3 But thou, Jehovah, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
But you, LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
4 With my voice will I call to Jehovah, and he will answer me from the hill of his holiness. (Selah)
I cry to the LORD with my voice, and he answers me out of his holy hill. (Selah)
5 I laid me down and slept; I awaked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.
I laid myself down and slept. I awakened, for the LORD sustains 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 tens of thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
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, LORD! Save me, my God! For you have struck all of my enemies on the cheek bone. You have broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Salvation is of Jehovah; thy blessing is upon thy people. (Selah)
Salvation belongs to the LORD. May your blessing be on your people. (Selah)
