| Chapter 3 |
1 | A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how are they increased that trouble me! many [are] they that rise up against me. |
2 | Many [there be] which say of my soul, [There is] no help for him in God. Selah. |
3 | But thou, O LORD, [art] a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head. |
4 | I cried unto the LORD with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. Selah. |
5 | I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustained me. |
6 | I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set [themselves] against me round about. |
7 | Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies [upon] the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly. |
8 | Salvation [belongeth] unto the LORD: thy blessing [is] upon thy people. Selah. |