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 fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how are mine adversaries increased! many are they that rise up against me.
2 Many say to my soul: There is no salvation for him in his God.
Many there be which 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 thou, O LORD, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.
4 I have cried to the Lord with my voice: and he hath heard me from his holy hill.
I cry unto the LORD with my voice, and he answereth me out of his holy hill. (Selah)
5 I have slept and taken my rest: and I have risen up, because the Lord hath protected me.
I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustaineth me.
6 I will not fear thousands of the people, surrounding me: arise, O Lord; save me, O my God.
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of the people, that have set themselves against me round about.
7 For thou hast struck all them who are my adversaries without cause: thou hast broken the teeth of sinners.
Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Salvation is of the Lord: and thy blessing is upon thy people.
Salvation belongeth unto the LORD: thy blessing be upon thy people. (Selah)
