Psalm 3

1 A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.YLT — Psalm 3:1

2 Many are saying of my soul, ‘There is no salvation for him in God.’ Selah.YLT — Psalm 3:2

3 And Thou, O Jehovah, [art] a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.YLT — Psalm 3:3

4 My voice [is] unto Jehovah: I call: And He answereth me from his holy hill, Selah.YLT — Psalm 3:4

5 I — I have lain down, and I sleep, I have waked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.YLT — Psalm 3:5

6 I am not afraid of myriads of people, That round about they have set against me.YLT — Psalm 3:6

7 Rise, O Jehovah! save me, my God. Because Thou hast smitten All mine enemies [on] the cheek. The teeth of the wicked Thou hast broken.YLT — Psalm 3:7

8 Of Jehovah [is] this salvation; On Thy people [is] Thy blessing! Selah.YLT — Psalm 3:8