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 of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how many are mine adversaries become! Many are they that rise up against me.
2 Many say to my soul: There is no salvation for him in his God.
Many there are that 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 thou, O LORD, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
4 I have cried to the Lord with my voice: and he hath heard me from his holy hill.
With my voice I call unto the LORD, and He answereth me out of 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 me down, and I sleep; I awake, for the LORD sustaineth 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, that have set themselves against me round about.
7 For thou hast struck all them who are my adversaries without cause: thou hast broken the teeth of sinners.
Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God; for Thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek, Thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Salvation is of the Lord: and thy blessing is upon thy people.
Salvation belongeth unto the LORD; Thy blessing be upon Thy people. (Selah)
