Psalms 3
1 A Psalme of Dauid, when he fled from his sonne Absalom. Lord, howe are mine aduersaries increased? howe many rise against me?
A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how are they multiplied that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.
2 Many say to my soule, There is no helpe for him in God. (Selah)
Many there are who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah)
3 But thou Lord art a buckler for me: my glory, and the lifter vp of mine head.
But thou, O LORD, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
4 I did call vnto the Lord with my voyce, and he heard me out of his holy mountaine. (Selah)
I cried to the LORD with my voice, and he heard me from his holy hill. (Selah)
5 I layed me downe and slept, and rose vp againe: for the Lord susteined me.
I laid me down and slept; I awoke; for the LORD sustained me.
6 I will not be afrayde for ten thousand of the people, that should beset me round about.
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me on all sides.
7 O Lord, arise: helpe me, my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies vpon the cheeke bone: thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all my enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly.
8 Saluation belongeth vnto the Lord, and thy blessing is vpon thy people. (Selah)
Salvation belongeth to the LORD: thy blessing is upon thy people. (Selah)
