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?
A Psalm of David, when he fled from the presence of his son Abessalom. O Lord, why are they that afflict me multiplied? many rise up against me.
2 Many say to my soule, There is no helpe for him in God. (Selah)
Many say concerning my soul, There is no deliverance for him in his God. (Pause)
3 But thou Lord art a buckler for me: my glory, and the lifter vp of mine head.
But you, O Lord, are my helper: my glory, and the one that lifts up my head.
4 I did call vnto the Lord with my voyce, and he heard me out of his holy mountaine. (Selah)
I cried to the Lord with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy mountain. (Pause)
5 I layed me downe and slept, and rose vp againe: for the Lord susteined me.
I lay down and slept; I awaked; for the Lord will help 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 people, who beset 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, Lord; deliver me, my God: for you have struck all who were without cause mine enemies; you have broken the teeth of sinners.
8 Saluation belongeth vnto the Lord, and thy blessing is vpon thy people. (Selah)
Deliverance is the Lord's, and your blessing is upon your people.
