Psalms 3
1 [A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son.] YHWH, how my adversaries have increased. Many rise up against me.
The psalm of David when he fled from the face of his son Absalom. Why, O Lord, are they multiplied that afflict me? many are they who rise up against me.
2 Many there are who say of my soul, "There is no salvation for him in God." (Selah)
Many say to my soul: There is no salvation for him in his God.
3 But you, YHWH, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
But thou, O Lord art my protector, my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
4 I cried out to YHWH with my voice, and he answered me from his holy mountain. (Selah)
I have cried to the Lord with my voice: and he hath heard me from his holy hill.
5 I lay down and slept. I awoke, for YHWH sustains me.
I have slept and taken my rest: and I have risen up, because the Lord hath protected me.
6 I am not afraid of ten thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
I will not fear thousands of the people, surrounding me: arise, O Lord; save me, O my God.
7 Arise, YHWH. Save me, my God. For you slap all my enemies in the face. You break the teeth of the wicked.
For thou hast struck all them who are my adversaries without cause: thou hast broken the teeth of sinners.
8 Salvation belongs to YHWH. Your blessing is upon your people. (Selah)
Salvation is of the Lord: and thy blessing is upon thy people.
