Psalms 3
1 A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.
A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how are they increased that trouble me! many [are] they that rise up against me.
2 Many are saying of my soul, 'There is no salvation for him in God.' (Selah)
Many [there be] which say of my soul, [There is] no help for him in God. (Selah)
3 And Thou, O Jehovah, [art] a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.
But thou, O LORD, [art] a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.
4 My voice [is] unto Jehovah: I call: And He answereth me from his holy hill, (Selah)
I cried unto the LORD with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. (Selah)
5 I — I have lain down, and I sleep, I have waked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.
I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustained me.
6 I am not afraid of myriads of people, That round about they have set against me.
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set [themselves] against me round about.
7 Rise, O Jehovah! save me, my God. Because Thou hast smitten All mine enemies [on] the cheek. The teeth of the wicked Thou hast broken.
Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies [upon] the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly.
8 Of Jehovah [is] this salvation; On Thy people [is] Thy blessing! (Selah)
Salvation [belongeth] unto the LORD: thy blessing [is] upon thy people. (Selah)
