Psalms 3
1 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.
A Psalm of David, when he fled from his son Absalom. O LORD, how my foes have increased! How many rise up against me!
2 Many there are that say of my soul: 'There is no salvation for him in God.' (Selah)
Many say of me, “God will not deliver him.”
3 But thou, O LORD, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
But You, O LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the One who lifts my head.
4 With my voice I call unto the LORD, and He answereth me out of His holy mountain. (Selah)
To the LORD I cry aloud, and He answers me from His holy mountain.
5 I lay me down, and I sleep; I awake, for the LORD sustaineth me.
I lie down and sleep; I wake again, for the LORD sustains me.
6 I am not afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.
I will not fear the myriads set against me on every side.
7 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.
Arise, O LORD! Save me, O my God! Strike all my enemies on the jaw; break the teeth of the wicked.
8 Salvation belongeth unto the LORD; Thy blessing be upon Thy people. (Selah)
Salvation belongs to the LORD; may Your blessing be on Your people.
