Psalm 3

A psalm of David. When he fled from his son Absalom.

 ¹ O LORD, how many are my foes!
       How many rise up against me!  ² Many are saying of me,
       "God will not deliver him."
       Selah 
 ³ But you are a shield around me, O LORD;
       you bestow glory on me and lift up my head.
 ⁴ To the LORD I cry aloud,
       and he answers me from his holy hill.
       Selah
 ⁵ I lie down and sleep;
       I wake again, because the LORD sustains me.
 ⁶ I will not fear the tens of thousands
       drawn up against me on every side.
 ⁷ Arise, O LORD!
       Deliver me, O my God!
       Strike all my enemies on the jaw;
       break the teeth of the wicked.
 ⁸ From the LORD comes deliverance.
       May your blessing be on your people.
       Selah