Psalms 3
1 A psalm of David concerning the time he had to flee from his son Absalom. Lord, my enemies have become so many; so many are rebelling 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 So many are telling me, “God can't save you!” (Selah)
Unnumbered are those who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah)
3 But you, Lord, are a shield protecting me. You give me victory; you hold my head high.
But your strength, O Lord, is round me, you are my glory and the lifter up of my head.
4 I cry out to the Lord for help, and he answers me from his holy mountain. (Selah)
I send up a cry to the Lord with my voice, and he gives me an answer from his holy hill. (Selah)
5 I lie down to sleep, and in the morning I wake up because the Lord takes care of me.
I took my rest in sleep, and then again I was awake; for the Lord was my support.
6 I'm not afraid of tens of thousands who surround me, people who are against me.
I will have no fear, though ten thousand have come round me, putting themselves against me.
7 Stand up for me, Lord! Save me, my God! Hit all my enemies on the cheek; break the teeth of the wicked!
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 belongs to you, Lord; may you be a blessing to your people. (Selah)
Salvation comes from the Lord; your blessing is on your people. (Selah)
