Psalm 3–4

¹A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.

²Many are saying of my soul, ‘There is no salvation for him in God.’ Selah.

³And Thou, O Jehovah, art a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.

⁴My voice is unto Jehovah: I call: And He answereth me from his holy hill, Selah.

⁵I—I have lain down, and I sleep, I have waked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.

⁶I am not afraid of myriads of people, That round about they have set against me.

⁷Rise, O Jehovah! save me, my God. Because Thou hast smitten All mine enemies on the cheek. The teeth of the wicked Thou hast broken.

⁸Of Jehovah is this salvation; On Thy people is Thy blessing! Selah.

Psalm 4

¹To the Overseer with Stringed Instruments.—A Psalm of David. In my calling answer Thou me, O God of my righteousness. In adversity Thou gavest enlargement to me; Favour me, and hear my prayer.

²Sons of men! till when is my glory for shame? Ye love a vain thing, ye seek a lie. Selah.

³And know ye that Jehovah Hath separated a saintly one to Himself. Jehovah heareth in my calling to Him.

⁴‘Tremble ye, and do not sin;’ Say ye thus in your heart on your bed, And be ye silent. Selah.

⁵Sacrifice ye sacrifices of righteousness, And trust ye unto Jehovah.

⁶Many are saying, ‘Who doth show us good?’ Lift on us the light of Thy face, O Jehovah,

⁷Thou hast given joy in my heart, From the time their corn and their wine Have been multiplied.

⁸In peace together I lie down and sleep, For Thou, O Jehovah, alone, In confidence dost cause me to dwell!

Psalm 5