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!
psalmus David cum fugeret a facie Abessalon filii sui Domine quid multiplicati sunt qui tribulant me multi insurgunt adversum me
2 Many say of my soul, There is no help for him with God. (Selah)
multi dicunt animae meae non est salus ipsi in Deo eius diapsalma
3 But thou, O Lord, art a shield around me, my glory, and he that lifteth up my head.
tu autem Domine susceptor meus es gloria mea et exaltans caput meum
4 With my voice I call unto the Lord, and he answereth me out of his holy mountain. (Selah)
voce mea ad Dominum clamavi et exaudivit me de monte sancto suo diapsalma
5 I laid myself down and slept: I awoke; for the Lord sustaineth me.
ego dormivi et soporatus sum exsurrexi quia Dominus suscipiet me
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have placed themselves round about against me.
non timebo milia populi circumdantis me exsurge Domine salvum me fac Deus meus
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.
quoniam tu percussisti omnes adversantes mihi sine causa dentes peccatorum contrivisti
8 Salvation belongeth unto the Lord: thy blessing be upon thy people. (Selah)
Domini est salus et super populum tuum benedictio tua
