Psalms 3
- 1
A psalm of David, written when he fled from his son Absalom. Lord, how numerous are my enemies! Many attack me.
- 2
Many say about me, “God will not deliver him.” (Selah)
- 3
But you, Lord, are a shield that protects me; you are my glory and the one who restores me.
- 4
To the Lord I cried out, and he answered me from his holy hill. (Selah)
- 5
I rested and slept; I awoke, for the Lord protects me.
- 6
I am not afraid of the multitude of people who attack me from all directions.
- 7
Rise up, Lord! Deliver me, my God! Yes, you will strike all my enemies on the jaw; you will break the teeth of the wicked.
- 8
The Lord delivers; you show favor to your people. (Selah)