Psalms 3
1 The psalm of David when he fled from the face of his son Absalom. Why, O Lord, are they multiplied that afflict me? many are they who rise up against me.
[A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son.] YHWH, how my adversaries have increased. Many rise up against me.
2 Many say to my soul: There is no salvation for him in his God.
Many there are who say of my soul, "There is no salvation for him in God." (Selah)
3 But thou, O Lord art my protector, my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
But you, YHWH, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
4 I have cried to the Lord with my voice: and he hath heard me from his holy hill.
I cried out to YHWH with my voice, and he answered me from his holy mountain. (Selah)
5 I have slept and taken my rest: and I have risen up, because the Lord hath protected me.
I lay down and slept. I awoke, for YHWH sustains me.
6 I will not fear thousands of the people, surrounding me: arise, O Lord; save me, O my God.
I am not afraid of ten thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
7 For thou hast struck all them who are my adversaries without cause: thou hast broken the teeth of sinners.
Arise, YHWH. Save me, my God. For you slap all my enemies in the face. You break the teeth of the wicked.
8 Salvation is of the Lord: and thy blessing is upon thy people.
Salvation belongs to YHWH. Your blessing is upon your people. (Selah)
