Psalms 3
1 Lord, how are they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.
A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. Jehovah, how many are they that trouble me, many they that rise up against me!
2 Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah)
Many say of my soul, There is no salvation for him in God. (Selah)
3 But you, O LORD, are a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
But thou, Jehovah, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
4 I cried to the LORD with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. (Selah)
With my voice will I call to Jehovah, and he will answer me from the hill of his holiness. (Selah)
5 I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustained me.
I laid me down and slept; I awaked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.
I will not fear for myriads of the people that have set themselves against me round about.
7 Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God: for you have smitten all my enemies on the cheek bone; you have broken the teeth of the ungodly.
Arise, Jehovah; save me, my God! For thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheekbone, thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Salvation belongs to the LORD: your blessing is on your people. (Selah)
Salvation is of Jehovah; thy blessing is upon thy people. (Selah)
