Psalms 3

1

A PSALM OF DAVID, WHEN HE FLED FROM ABSALOM HIS SON. O LORD, how many are my foes! Many are rising against me;

2

many are saying of my soul, there is no salvation for him in God. Selah

3

But you, O LORD, are a shield about me, my glory, and the lifter of my head.

4

I cried aloud to the LORD, and he answered me from his holy hill. Selah

5

I lay down and slept; I woke again, for the LORD sustained me.

6

I will not be afraid of many thousands of people who have set themselves against me all around.

7

Arise, O LORD! Save me, O my God! For you strike all my enemies on the cheek; you break the teeth of the wicked.

8

Salvation belongs to the LORD; your blessing be on your people! Selah