Psalms 3
A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son. 1 Yehovah, 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, Yehovah, are a shield around me,
my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
4 I cry to Yehovah with my voice,
and he answers me out of his holy hill.Selah.
5 I laid myself down and slept.
I awakened; for Yehovah 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, Yehovah!
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 Yehovah.
Your blessing be on your people.Selah.
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