Psalm 3
A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son.
1 LORD,
how my adversaries have increased!
Many are those
who rise up
against me.
2 Many
there are who say
of my soul,
“There is no
help for him
in God.”
Selah.
3 But
you, LORD, are
a shield around me,
my glory, and the
one who lifts up
my head.
4 I cry
to the LORD
with my voice,
and he answers
me out of his holy
hill.
Selah.
5 I laid myself
down and slept.
I awakened, for
the LORD sustains
me.
6 I
will not be afraid
of tens of thousands
of people
who have
set themselves against
me on every side.
7 Arise, LORD!
Save me, my God!
For you
have struck all of
my enemies on
the cheek bone.
You have broken
the teeth of
the wicked.
8 Salvation belongs to
the LORD.
May your blessing
be on your
people.
Selah.