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 concerning the time he had to flee from his son Absalom. Lord, my enemies have become so many; so many are rebelling against me.
2 Many there are that say of my soul: 'There is no salvation for him in God.' (Selah)
So many are telling me, “God can't save you!” (Selah)
3 But thou, O LORD, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
But you, Lord, are a shield protecting me. You give me victory; you hold my head high.
4 With my voice I call unto the LORD, and He answereth me out of His holy mountain. (Selah)
I cry out to the Lord for help, and he answers me from his holy mountain. (Selah)
5 I lay me down, and I sleep; I awake, for the LORD sustaineth me.
I lie down to sleep, and in the morning I wake up because the Lord takes care of me.
6 I am not afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.
I'm not afraid of tens of thousands who surround me, people who are against me.
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.
Stand up for me, Lord! Save me, my God! Hit all my enemies on the cheek; break the teeth of the wicked!
8 Salvation belongeth unto the LORD; Thy blessing be upon Thy people. (Selah)
Salvation belongs to you, Lord; may you be a blessing to your people. (Selah)
