PSALMS
PSALM 3
David cries unto the Lord and is heard—Salvation is of the Lord.
A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son.
1 L
ORD, how are they increased that trouble me! many
are they that rise up against me.
2 Many
there be which say of my soul,
There is no help for him in God. Selah.
3 But thou, O L
ORD,
art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.
4 I cried unto the L
ORD with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. Selah.
5 I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the L
ORD sustained me.
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set
themselves against me round about.
7 Arise, O L
ORD; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies
upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly.
8 Salvation
belongeth unto the L
ORD: thy blessing
is upon thy people. Selah.