Psalms 3
1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how are they multiplied that trouble me! many are they 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 there are who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah)
multi dicunt animae meae non est salus ipsi in Deo eius diapsalma
3 But thou, O LORD, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
tu autem Domine susceptor meus es gloria mea et exaltans caput meum
4 I cried to the LORD with my voice, and he heard me from his holy hill. (Selah)
voce mea ad Dominum clamavi et exaudivit me de monte sancto suo diapsalma
5 I laid me down and slept; I awoke; for the LORD sustained me.
ego dormivi et soporatus sum exsurrexi quia Dominus suscipiet me
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me on all sides.
non timebo milia populi circumdantis me exsurge Domine salvum me fac Deus meus
7 Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all my enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly.
quoniam tu percussisti omnes adversantes mihi sine causa dentes peccatorum contrivisti
8 Salvation belongeth to the LORD: thy blessing is upon thy people. (Selah)
Domini est salus et super populum tuum benedictio tua
