Psalms 3
1 [A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son.] Jehovah, how my adversaries have increased. Many rise up against me.
A psalm of David concerning the time he had to flee from his son Absalom. Lord, my enemies have become so many; so many are rebelling against me.
2 Many there are who say of my soul, "There is no salvation for him in God." (Selah)
So many are telling me, “God can't save you!” (Selah)
3 But you, Jehovah, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
But you, Lord, are a shield protecting me. You give me victory; you hold my head high.
4 I cried out to Jehovah with my voice, and he answered me from his holy mountain. (Selah)
I cry out to the Lord for help, and he answers me from his holy mountain. (Selah)
5 I lay down and slept. I awoke, for Jehovah sustains me.
I lie down to sleep, and in the morning I wake up because the Lord takes care of me.
6 I am not afraid of ten thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
I'm not afraid of tens of thousands who surround me, people who are against me.
7 Arise, Jehovah. Save me, my God. For you slap all my enemies in the face. You break the teeth of the wicked.
Stand up for me, Lord! Save me, my God! Hit all my enemies on the cheek; break the teeth of the wicked!
8 Salvation belongs to Jehovah. Your blessing is upon your people. (Selah)
Salvation belongs to you, Lord; may you be a blessing to your people. (Selah)
