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!
Lord, how are they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.
2 Many say of my soul, There is no help for him with God. (Selah)
Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah)
3 But thou, O Lord, art a shield around me, my glory, and he that lifteth up my head.
But you, O LORD, are a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of 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 hill. (Selah)
5 I laid myself down and slept: I awoke; for the Lord sustaineth me.
I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustained 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, that have set themselves against 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, 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.
8 Salvation belongeth unto the Lord: thy blessing be upon thy people. (Selah)
Salvation belongs to the LORD: your blessing is on your people. (Selah)
