Psalms 3
1 A PSALM OF DAVID, IN HIS FLEEING FROM THE FACE OF HIS SON ABSALOM. YHWH, how my distresses have multiplied! Many are rising up against me.
Jehovah, how my adversaries are increased! Many are those who rise up against me.
2 Many are saying of my soul, “There is no salvation for him in God.” (Selah)
Many there are who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah)
3 And You, O YHWH, [are] a shield for me, My glory, and lifter up of my head.
But thou, O Jehovah, are a shield about me, my glory and he who lifts up of my head.
4 My voice [is] to YHWH: I call and He answers me from His holy hill, (Selah)
I cry to Jehovah with my voice, and he answers me out of his holy hill. (Selah)
5 I have lain down, and I sleep, I have awoken, for YHWH sustains me.
I laid down and slept. I awoke, for Jehovah sustains me.
6 I am not afraid of myriads of people, That they have set against me all around.
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of the people who have set themselves against me round about.
7 Rise, O YHWH! Save me, my God! For You have struck all my enemies [on] the cheek. You have broken the teeth of the wicked.
Arise, O Jehovah. Save me, O my God. For thou have smitten all my enemies upon the cheek bone. Thou have broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 This salvation [is] of YHWH; Your blessing [is] on Your people! (Selah)
Salvation belongs to Jehovah. Thy blessing be upon thy people. (Selah)
