Psalms 3

¹A Psalm of David , when he fled from Absalom his son . O Lord, how many are my foes ! Many are rising against me;

²many are saying of my soul , there is no salvation for him in God . Selah

³But you, O Lord, are a shield about me, my glory , and the lifter of my head .

⁴I cried aloud to the Lord, and he answered me from his holy hill . Selah

⁵I lay down and slept ; I woke again, for the Lord sustained me.

⁶I will not be afraid of many thousands of people who have set themselves against me all around .

⁷Arise , O Lord! Save me, O my God ! For you strike all my enemies on the cheek ; you break the teeth of the wicked .

⁸Salvation belongs to the Lord; your blessing be on your people ! Selah