Psalms 3
A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son.
YHVH, 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 YHVH, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head. 4 I cried unto the YHVH with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. Selah. 5 I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the YHVH sustained me. 6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about. 7 Arise, O YHVH; 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 Yeshuah (salvation) belongeth unto the YHVH: thy blessing is upon thy people. Selah.
