Psalm 3

Darby Translation

A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son.

3 Jehovah, how many are they that trouble me, many they that rise up against me!

² Many say of my soul, There is no salvation for him in God. Selah.

³ But thou, Jehovah, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.

⁴ With my voice will I call to Jehovah, and he will answer me from the hill of his holiness. Selah.

⁵ I laid me down and slept; I awaked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.

⁶ I will not fear for myriads of the people that have set themselves against me round about.

⁷ Arise, Jehovah; save me, my God! For thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheekbone, thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.

⁸ Salvation is of Jehovah; thy blessing is upon thy people. Selah.