Psalms 3
1 The psalm of David when he fled from the face of his son Absalom. Why, O Lord, are they multiplied that afflict me? many are they who rise up against me.
A Psalm. Of David. When he went in flight from Absalom his son. Lord, how greatly are they increased who make attacks on me! in great numbers they come against me.
2 Many say to my soul: There is no salvation for him in his God.
Unnumbered are those who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah)
3 But thou, O Lord art my protector, my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
But your strength, O Lord, is round me, you are my glory and the lifter up of my head.
4 I have cried to the Lord with my voice: and he hath heard me from his holy hill.
I send up a cry to the Lord with my voice, and he gives me an answer from his holy hill. (Selah)
5 I have slept and taken my rest: and I have risen up, because the Lord hath protected me.
I took my rest in sleep, and then again I was awake; for the Lord was my support.
6 I will not fear thousands of the people, surrounding me: arise, O Lord; save me, O my God.
I will have no fear, though ten thousand have come round me, putting themselves against me.
7 For thou hast struck all them who are my adversaries without cause: thou hast broken the teeth of sinners.
Come to me, Lord; keep me safe, O my God; for you have given all my haters blows on their face-bones; the teeth of the evil-doers have been broken by you.
8 Salvation is of the Lord: and thy blessing is upon thy people.
Salvation comes from the Lord; your blessing is on your people. (Selah)
