PSALM 3

A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son.

1 O Lord, how many are my foes!

Many are rising against me;

2 many are saying of me,

there is no help for him in God. [Selah]

3 But thou, O Lord, art a shield about me,

my glory, and the lifter of my head.

4 I cry aloud to the Lord,

and he answers me from his holy hill. [Selah]

5 I lie down and sleep;

I wake again, for the Lord sustains me.

6 I am not afraid of ten thousands of people

who have set themselves against me round about.

7 Arise, O Lord!

Deliver me, O my God!

For thou dost smite all my enemies on the cheek,

thou dost break the teeth of the wicked.

8 Deliverance belongs to the Lord;

thy blessing be upon thy people! [Selah]

PSALM 4

To the choirmaster: with stringed instruments. A Psalm of David.

1 Answer me when I call, O God of my right!

Thou hast given me room when I was in distress.

Be gracious to me, and hear my prayer.

2 O men, how long shall my honor suffer shame?

How long will you love vain words, and seek after lies? [Selah]

3 But know that the Lord has set apart the godly for himself;

the Lord hears when I call to him.

4 Be angry, but sin not;

commune with your own hearts on your beds, and be silent. [Selah]

5 Offer right sacrifices,

and put your trust in the Lord.

6 There are many who say, “O that we might see some good!

Lift up the light of thy countenance upon us, O Lord!”

7 Thou hast put more joy in my heart

than they have when their grain and wine abound.

8 In peace I will both lie down and sleep;

for thou alone, O Lord, makest me dwell in safety.