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 by David, when he fled from Absalom his son. Yahweh, how my adversaries have increased! Many are those who rise up against me.
2 Many [there are] who say of my soul, [There is] no help for him in God. (Selah)
Many there are who say of my soul, “There is no help for him in God.” (Selah)
3 But thou, O LORD, [art] a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
But you, Yahweh, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
4 I cried to the LORD with my voice, and he heard me from his holy hill. (Selah)
I cry to Yahweh with my voice, and he answers me out of his holy hill. (Selah)
5 I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustained me.
I laid myself down and slept. I awakened, for Yahweh sustains 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 tens of thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
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, Yahweh! Save me, my God! For you have struck all of my enemies on the cheek bone. You have broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Salvation [belongeth] to the LORD: thy blessing [is] upon thy people. (Selah)
Salvation belongs to Yahweh. May your blessing be on your people. (Selah)
