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 before Abshalom his son.” Lord, how numerous are my assailants! how many, that 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 my soul, There is no help for him with God. (Selah)
3 But thou, O LORD, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
But thou, O Lord, art a shield around me, my glory, and he that lifteth up my head.
4 With my voice I call unto the LORD, and He answereth me out of His holy mountain. (Selah)
With my voice I call unto the Lord, and he answereth me out of his holy mountain. (Selah)
5 I lay me down, and I sleep; I awake, for the LORD sustaineth me.
I laid myself down and slept: I awoke; for the Lord sustaineth me.
6 I am not afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have placed themselves round about 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.
Arise, O Lord, help me, O my God; for thou smitest all my enemies upon the cheek bone: the teeth of the wicked dost thou break.
8 Salvation belongeth unto the LORD; Thy blessing be upon Thy people. (Selah)
Salvation belongeth unto the Lord: thy blessing be upon thy people. (Selah)
