Psalms 3:1
A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.
Psalms 3:2
Many are saying of my soul, `There is no salvation for him in God.' Selah.
Psalms 3:3
And Thou, O Jehovah, art a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.
Psalms 3:4
My voice is unto Jehovah: I call: And He answereth me from his holy hill, Selah.
Psalms 3:5
I--I have lain down, and I sleep, I have waked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.
Psalms 3:6
I am not afraid of myriads of people, That round about they have set against me.
Psalms 3:7
Rise, O Jehovah! save me, my God. Because Thou hast smitten All mine enemies on the cheek. The teeth of the wicked Thou hast broken.
Psalms 3:8
Of Jehovah is this salvation; On Thy people is Thy blessing! Selah.