Psalms - Chapter 3

1

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