Ps 3
0 Psalm 3 A Psalm
of David, when he fled from Absalom his son.
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YHWH, how are mine adversaries increased! Many are they that rise up against me.
2
Many there are that say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah
3
But you, O YHWH, art a shield about me; My glory and the lifter up of my head.
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I cry to YHWH with my voice, And he answers me out of his holy hill. Selah
5
I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for YHWH sustains me.
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I will not be afraid of ten thousands of the people That have set themselves against
me round about.
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Arise, O YHWH; save me, O my God: For you have smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek
bone; You have broken the teeth of the wicked.
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Salvation belongs to YHWH: Your blessing be upon your people. Selah