Psalm 3

PSALM 3

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

¹O Lord, how many are my foes!

Many are rising against me;

²many are saying of me,

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

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

my glory, and the lifter of my head.

⁴I cry aloud to the Lord,

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

⁵I lie down and sleep;

I wake again, for the Lord sustains me.

⁶I am not afraid of ten thousands of people

who have set themselves against me round about.

⁷Arise, 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.

⁸Deliverance belongs to the Lord;

thy blessing be upon thy people! [Selah]