Psalms 3

1A Psalm of David, when he fled from his son Absalom. O Yahweh, how my foes have increased! How many rise up against me!

2Many say of me, “God will not deliver him.” Selah

3But You, O Yahweh, are a shield around me, my glory, and the One who lifts my head.

4To Yahweh I cry aloud, and He answers me from His holy mountain. Selah

5I lie down and sleep; I wake again, for Yahweh sustains me.

6I will not fear the myriads set against me on every side.

7Arise, O Yahweh! Save me, O my God! Strike all my enemies on the jaw; break the teeth of the wicked.

8Salvation belongs to Yahweh; may Your blessing be on Your people. Selah