Psalms 3
1 A Psalm of David. When he fled from the face of his son, Absalom. Lord, why have those who trouble me been multiplied? Many rise up against me.
Yhwh, how are they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.
2 Many say to my soul, “There is no salvation for him in his God.” (Pause)
Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah)
3 But you, Lord, are my supporter, my glory, and the one who raises up my head.
But thou, O Yhwh, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.
4 I have cried out to the Lord with my voice, and he has heard me from his holy mountain. (Pause)
I cried unto Yhwh with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. (Selah)
5 I have slept, and I have been stupefied. But I awakened because the Lord has taken me up.
I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for Yhwh sustained me.
6 I will not fear the thousands of people surrounding me. Rise up, Lord. Save me, my God.
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.
7 For you have struck all those who oppose me without cause. You have broken the teeth of sinners.
Arise, O Yhwh; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly.
8 Salvation is of the Lord, and your blessing is upon your people. (Pause)
Salvation belongeth unto Yhwh: thy blessing is upon thy people. (Selah)
