Psalms 3
1 A PSALM OF DAVID, IN HIS FLEEING FROM THE FACE OF HIS SON ABSALOM. YHWH, how my distresses have multiplied! Many are rising up against me.
[A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son.] Jehovah, how my adversaries have increased. Many rise up against me.
2 Many are saying of my soul, “There is no salvation for him in God.” (Selah)
Many there are who say of my soul, "There is no salvation for him in God." (Selah)
3 And You, O YHWH, [are] a shield for me, My glory, and lifter up of my head.
But you, Jehovah, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
4 My voice [is] to YHWH: I call and He answers me from His holy hill, (Selah)
I cried out to Jehovah with my voice, and he answered me from his holy mountain. (Selah)
5 I have lain down, and I sleep, I have awoken, for YHWH sustains me.
I lay down and slept. I awoke, for Jehovah sustains me.
6 I am not afraid of myriads of people, That they have set against me all around.
I am not afraid of ten thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
7 Rise, O YHWH! Save me, my God! For You have struck all my enemies [on] the cheek. You have broken the teeth of the wicked.
Arise, Jehovah. Save me, my God. For you slap all my enemies in the face. You break the teeth of the wicked.
8 This salvation [is] of YHWH; Your blessing [is] on Your people! (Selah)
Salvation belongs to Jehovah. Your blessing is upon your people. (Selah)
