Psalms 3
1 A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how my adversaries have increased! Many are those who 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 you, LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
But thou, O Lord, art a shield around me, my glory, and he that lifteth up my head.
4 I cry to the LORD with my voice, and he answers me out of 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 myself down and slept. I awakened, for the LORD sustains me.
I laid myself down and slept: I awoke; for the Lord sustaineth me.
6 I will not be afraid of tens of thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have placed themselves round about against me.
7 Arise, LORD! Save me, my God! For you have struck all of my enemies on the cheek bone. You have broken the teeth of the wicked.
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 belongs to the LORD. May your blessing be on your people. (Selah)
Salvation belongeth unto the Lord: thy blessing be upon thy people. (Selah)
