Psalms 3

1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from his son Absalom. O LORD, how my foes have increased! How many rise up against me!

1 LORD, how are they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.

2 Many say of me, “God will not deliver him.” Selah

2 Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.

3 But You, O LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the One who lifts my head.

3 But thou, O LORD, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.

4 To the LORD I cry aloud, and He answers me from His holy mountain. Selah

4 I cried unto the LORD with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. Selah.

5 I lie down and sleep; I wake again, for the LORD sustains me.

5 I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustained me.

6 I will not fear the myriads set against me on every side.

6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.

7 Arise, O LORD! Save me, O my God! Strike all my enemies on the jaw; break the teeth of the wicked.

7 Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly.

8 Salvation belongs to the LORD; may Your blessing be on Your people. Selah

8 Salvation belongeth unto the LORD: thy blessing is upon thy people. Selah.