Psalms 3
1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from his son Absalom. O LORD, how my foes have increased! How many rise up against me!
[A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son.] LORD, how my adversaries have increased. Many rise up against me.
2 Many say of me, “God will not deliver him.”
Many there are who say of my soul, "There is no salvation for him in God." (Selah)
3 But You, O LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the One who lifts my head.
But you, LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
4 To the LORD I cry aloud, and He answers me from His holy mountain.
I cried out to the LORD with my voice, and he answered me from his holy mountain. (Selah)
5 I lie down and sleep; I wake again, for the LORD sustains me.
I lay down and slept. I awoke, for the LORD sustains me.
6 I will not fear the myriads set against me on every side.
I am not afraid of ten thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
7 Arise, O LORD! Save me, O my God! Strike all my enemies on the jaw; break the teeth of the wicked.
Arise, LORD. Save me, my God. For you slap all my enemies in the face. You break the teeth of the wicked.
8 Salvation belongs to the LORD; may Your blessing be on Your people.
Salvation belongs to the LORD. Your blessing is upon your people. (Selah)
