Psalm 3
A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son.
[3:1] Yahweh, how my adversaries have increased! Many are those who rise up against me. [3:2] Many there are who say of my soul, "There is no help for him in God." Selah. [3:3] But you, Yahweh, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head. [3:4] I cry to Yahweh with my voice, and he answers me out of his holy hill. Selah. [3:5] I laid myself down and slept. I awakened; for Yahweh sustains me. [3:6] I will not be afraid of tens of thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side. [3:7] Arise, Yahweh! Save me, my God! For you have struck all of my enemies on the cheek bone. You have broken the teeth of the wicked. [3:8] Salvation belongs to Yahweh. Your blessing be on your people. Selah.