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.
Psalmus David, cum fugeret a facie Absalom filii sui. [Domine, quid multiplicati sunt qui tribulant me? Multi insurgunt adversum me;
2 Many there are that say of my soul: 'There is no salvation for him in God.' (Selah)
multi dicunt animæ meæ: Non est salus ipsi in Deo ejus.
3 But thou, O LORD, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
Tu autem Domine, susceptor meus es, gloria mea, et exaltans caput meum.
4 With my voice I call unto the LORD, and He answereth me out of His holy mountain. (Selah)
Voce mea ad Dominum clamavi; et exaudivit me de monte sancto suo.
5 I lay me down, and I sleep; I awake, for the LORD sustaineth me.
Ego dormivi, et soporatus sum; et exsurrexi, quia Dominus suscepit me.
6 I am not afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.
Non timebo millia populi circumdantis me. Exsurge, Domine; salvum me fac, Deus meus.
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.
Quoniam tu percussisti omnes adversantes mihi sine causa; dentes peccatorum contrivisti.
8 Salvation belongeth unto the LORD; Thy blessing be upon Thy people. (Selah)
Domini est salus; et super populum tuum benedictio tua.]
