Psalms 3
1 “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!
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.
2 Many say of my soul, There is no help for him with God. (Selah)
Many say concerning my soul, There is no deliverance for him in his God. (Pause)
3 But thou, O Lord, art a shield around me, my glory, and he that lifteth up my head.
But you, O Lord, are my helper: my glory, and the one that lifts up my head.
4 With my voice I call unto the Lord, and he answereth me out of his holy mountain. (Selah)
I cried to the Lord with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy mountain. (Pause)
5 I laid myself down and slept: I awoke; for the Lord sustaineth me.
I lay down and slept; I awaked; for the Lord will help me.
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have placed themselves round about against me.
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, who beset me round about.
7 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.
Arise, Lord; deliver me, my God: for you have struck all who were without cause mine enemies; you have broken the teeth of sinners.
8 Salvation belongeth unto the Lord: thy blessing be upon thy people. (Selah)
Deliverance is the Lord's, and your blessing is upon your people.
