Psalms 3
1 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.
A Psalm of David, when he fled from the presence of his son Abessalom. O Lord, why are they that afflict me multiplied? many rise up against me.
2 Many there are who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah)
Many say concerning my soul, There is no deliverance for him in his God. (Pause)
3 But thou, O LORD, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
But you, O Lord, are my helper: my glory, and the one that lifts up my head.
4 I cried to the LORD with my voice, and he heard me from his holy hill. (Selah)
I cried to the Lord with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy mountain. (Pause)
5 I laid me down and slept; I awoke; for the LORD sustained me.
I lay down and slept; I awaked; for the Lord will help me.
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me on all sides.
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, who beset me round about.
7 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.
Arise, Lord; deliver me, my God: for you have struck all who were without cause mine enemies; you have broken the teeth of sinners.
8 Salvation belongeth to the LORD: thy blessing is upon thy people. (Selah)
Deliverance is the Lord's, and your blessing is upon your people.
