Psalms 3
Chapter 3 of 150
1 Threatened but Trusting. A psalm of David, when he fled from his son Absalom.
2 How many are my foes, Lord! How many rise against me!
3 How many say of me, “There is no salvation for him in God.”
4 But you, Lord, are a shield around me; my glory, you keep my head high.
5 With my own voice I will call out to the Lord, and he will answer me from his holy mountain.
6 I lie down and I fall asleep, [and] I will wake up, for the Lord sustains me.
7 I do not fear, then, thousands of people arrayed against me on every side.
8 Arise, Lord! Save me, my God! For you strike the cheekbone of all my foes; you break the teeth of the wicked.
9 Salvation is from the Lord! May your blessing be upon your people!