الْمَزْمُورُ
الثَّالِثُ

 

Psalm
3

A Psalm of David, when he fled from
Absalom his son.

1
LORD, how are they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up
against me.

2
Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.

3
But thou, O LORD, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine
head.

4
I cried unto the LORD with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill.
Selah.

5
I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustained me.

6
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves
against me round about.

7
Arise, O LORD; 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 belongeth unto the LORD: thy blessing is upon thy people. Selah.