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 by David, when he fled from Absalom his son.] LORD, how my adversaries have increased. Many 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 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 you, LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who 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 out to the LORD with my voice, and he answered me from his holy mountain. (Selah)
5 I layed me downe and slept, and rose vp againe: for the Lord susteined me.
I lay down and slept. I awoke, for the LORD sustains 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 who have set themselves against me on every side.
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. Save me, my God. For you slap all my enemies in the face. You break the teeth of the wicked.
8 Saluation belongeth vnto the Lord, and thy blessing is vpon thy people. (Selah)
Salvation belongs to the LORD. Your blessing is upon your people. (Selah)
