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, IN HIS FLEEING FROM THE FACE OF HIS SON ABSALOM. YHWH, how my distresses have multiplied! Many are rising up against me.
2 Many say to my soul: There is no salvation for him in his God.
Many are saying of my soul, “There is no salvation for him in God.” (Selah)
3 But thou, O Lord art my protector, my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
And You, O YHWH, [are] a shield for me, My glory, and lifter up of my head.
4 I have cried to the Lord with my voice: and he hath heard me from his holy hill.
My voice [is] to YHWH: I call and He answers me 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 have lain down, and I sleep, I have awoken, for YHWH sustains me.
6 I will not fear thousands of the people, surrounding me: arise, O Lord; save me, O my God.
I am not afraid of myriads of people, That they have set against me all around.
7 For thou hast struck all them who are my adversaries without cause: thou hast broken the teeth of sinners.
Rise, O YHWH! Save me, my God! For You have struck all my enemies [on] the cheek. You have broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Salvation is of the Lord: and thy blessing is upon thy people.
This salvation [is] of YHWH; Your blessing [is] on Your people! (Selah)
