Psalm 3

          A psalm of David. When he fled from his son Absalom.

1 O Lord, how many are my foes!

How many rise up against me!

2 Many are saying of me,

“God will not deliver him.”

3 But you are a shield around me, O Lord;

you bestow glory on me and lift up my

head

4 To the Lord I cry aloud

and he answers me from his holy hill.

5 I lie down and sleep;

I wake again, because the Lord sustains me.

6 I will not fear the tens thousands

drawn up against me on every side.

7 Arise, O Lord!

Deliver me, O my God!

Strike all my enemies on the jaw;

break the teeth of the wicked.

8 From the Lord comes deliverance.

May your blessing be on your people.

 

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