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.
“A psalm of David, when he fled from before Abshalom his son.” Lord, how numerous are my assailants! how many, that rise up against me!
2 Many [there are] who say of my soul, [There is] no help for him in God. (Selah)
Many say of my soul, There is no help for him with God. (Selah)
3 But thou, O LORD, [art] a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
But thou, O Lord, art a shield around me, my glory, and he that lifteth up my head.
4 I cried to the LORD with my voice, and he heard 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 laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustained me.
I laid myself down and slept: I awoke; for the Lord sustaineth me.
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set [themselves] against me on all sides.
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have placed themselves round about against me.
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.
Arise, O Lord, help me, O my God; for thou smitest all my enemies upon the cheek bone: the teeth of the wicked dost thou break.
8 Salvation [belongeth] to the LORD: thy blessing [is] upon thy people. (Selah)
Salvation belongeth unto the Lord: thy blessing be upon thy people. (Selah)
