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 Absalom his son. LORD, how many are mine adversaries become! Many are they that rise up against me.
2 Many say to my soule, There is no helpe for him in God. (Selah)
Many there are that say of my soul: 'There is no salvation 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 LORD, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
4 I did call vnto the Lord with my voyce, and he heard me out of his holy mountaine. (Selah)
With my voice I call unto the LORD, and He answereth me out of His holy mountain. (Selah)
5 I layed me downe and slept, and rose vp againe: for the Lord susteined me.
I lay me down, and I sleep; I awake, for the LORD sustaineth me.
6 I will not be afrayde for ten thousand of the people, that should beset me round about.
I am not afraid of ten thousands of people, that 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 LORD; save me, O my God; for Thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek, Thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Saluation belongeth vnto the Lord, and thy blessing is vpon thy people. (Selah)
Salvation belongeth unto the LORD; Thy blessing be upon Thy people. (Selah)
