Psalms 3
1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from the presence of his son Abessalom. O Lord, why are they that afflict me multiplied? many rise up against me.
“A Psalm of David, when he fled from his son Absalom.” How many, O LORD, are mine enemies! How many are they who rise up against me!
2 Many say concerning my soul, There is no deliverance for him in his God. (Pause)
How many are they who say of me, “There is no help for him with God”! (Pause)
3 But you, O Lord, are my helper: my glory, and the one that lifts up my head.
But thou, O LORD! art my shield, 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 mountain. (Pause)
I call upon the LORD with my voice, And he heareth me from his holy hill. (Pause)
5 I lay down and slept; I awaked; for the Lord will help me.
I lay me down and sleep; I awake, for the LORD sustaineth me.
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, who beset me round about.
I will not fear the ten thousands of people Who on every side set themselves against me.
7 Arise, Lord; deliver me, my God: for you have struck all who were without cause mine enemies; you have broken the teeth of sinners.
Arise, O LORD! Save me, O my God! For thou smitest the cheek of all my enemies; Thou breakest the teeth of the wicked.
8 Deliverance is the Lord's, and your blessing is upon your people.
Deliverance cometh from the LORD: May thy blessing be with thy people! (Pause)
