Psalms 3
1 A Psalme of Dauid, when he fled from his sonne Absalom. Lord, howe are mine aduersaries increased? howe many rise against me?
Jehovah, how my adversaries are increased! Many are those who rise up against me.
2 Many say to my soule, There is no helpe 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 Lord art a buckler for me: my glory, and the lifter vp of mine head.
But thou, O Jehovah, are a shield about me, my glory and he who lifts up of my head.
4 I did call vnto the Lord with my voyce, and he heard me out of his holy mountaine. (Selah)
I cry to Jehovah with my voice, and he answers me out of his holy hill. (Selah)
5 I layed me downe and slept, and rose vp againe: for the Lord susteined me.
I laid down and slept. I awoke, for Jehovah sustains me.
6 I will not be afrayde for ten thousand of the people, that should beset me round about.
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of the people who have set themselves against me round about.
7 O Lord, arise: helpe me, my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies vpon the cheeke bone: thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
Arise, O Jehovah. Save me, O my God. For thou have smitten all my enemies upon the cheek bone. Thou have broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Saluation belongeth vnto the Lord, and thy blessing is vpon thy people. (Selah)
Salvation belongs to Jehovah. Thy blessing be upon thy people. (Selah)
