< 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 his son Absalom. How many, Lord, are my foes! Those who rise up against me are many.
2 Many say of my soul, There is no help for him with God. (Selah)
Many are those who say of me, “There is no help for him in his God.” (Selah)
3 But thou, O Lord, art a shield around me, my glory, and he that lifteth up my head.
But you, Lord, are shield about me, my glory, who lifts up my head.
4 With my voice I call unto the Lord, and he answereth me out of his holy mountain. (Selah)
When loudly I call to the Lord, from his holy hill he gives answer. (Selah)
5 I laid myself down and slept: I awoke; for the Lord sustaineth me.
I laid down and slept: now I wake, for the Lord sustains me.
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have placed themselves round about against me.
I fear not the myriads of people who beset me on every side.
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: save me, my God, who strikes all my foes on the cheek, and shatters the teeth of the wicked.
8 Salvation belongeth unto the Lord: thy blessing be upon thy people. (Selah)
Victory belongs to the Lord: let your blessing descend on your people. (Selah)

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