Ps 3

0 Psalm 3 A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. 1 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. 4 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. 6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of the people That have set themselves against me round about. 7 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. 8 Salvation belongs to YHWH: Your blessing be upon your people. Selah