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.
A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how many are mine adversaries become! Many are they that rise up against me.
2 Many are saying of my soul, “There is no salvation for him in God.” (Selah)
Many there are that say of my soul: 'There is no salvation 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 LORD, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
4 My voice [is] to YHWH: I call and He answers me from His holy hill, (Selah)
With my voice I call unto the LORD, and He answereth me out of His holy mountain. (Selah)
5 I have lain down, and I sleep, I have awoken, for YHWH sustains me.
I lay me down, and I sleep; I awake, for the LORD sustaineth me.
6 I am not afraid of myriads of people, That they have set against me all around.
I am not afraid of ten thousands of people, that 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 LORD; save me, O my God; for Thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek, Thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 This salvation [is] of YHWH; Your blessing [is] on Your people! (Selah)
Salvation belongeth unto the LORD; Thy blessing be upon Thy people. (Selah)
