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.
Psalmus David, Cum fugeret a facie Absalom 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 animæ meæ: Non est salus ipsi in Deo eius.
3 But you, LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
Tu autem Domine susceptor meus es, gloria mea, et exaltans caput meum.
4 I cry to the LORD with my voice, and he answers me out of his holy hill. (Selah)
Voce mea ad Dominum clamavi: et exaudivit me de monte sancto suo.
5 I laid myself down and slept. I awakened, for the LORD sustains me.
Ego dormivi, et soporatus sum: et exurrexi, quia Dominus suscepit me.
6 I will not be afraid of tens of thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
Non timebo millia populi circumdantis me: exurge Domine: salvum me fac Deus meus.
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.
Quoniam tu percussisti omnes adversantes mihi sine causa: dentes peccatorum contrivisti.
8 Salvation belongs to the LORD. May your blessing be on your people. (Selah)
Domini est salus: et super populum tuum benedictio tua.
