Psalm 3

Psalm 3

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

^1*Lord, ^aHow are they increased that trouble me!

Many are they ^bthat rise up against me.

²Many there be which say of my soul,

^cThere is no help for him in God. Selah.

³But thou, O Lord, art ^da shield ^||for me;

My glory, and ^ethe lifter up of mine head.

^4eeI cried unto the Lord with my voice,

And ^fhe heard me out of ^ghis holy hill. Selah.

⁵I ^hlaid me down and slept;

I awaked; for the Lord sustained me.

⁶ⁱI will not be afraid of ten thousands of people,

That have set themselves against me round about.

⁷Arise, O Lord; save me, O my God:

For thou hast ^ksmitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone;

Thou hast ^lbroken the teeth of the ungodly.

^8mSalvation belongeth unto the Lord:

Thy blessing is upon thy people. Selah.