Psalms 3
1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from
the presence of his son Abessalom.
2 O Lord, why are they that afflict me
multiplied? many rise up against me.
3 Many say concerning my soul, There
is no deliverance for him in his God.
aThe word Διάψαλμα (Selah) has been rendered Pause, as most intelligible
to the English reader.Pause.
4 But thou, O Lord, art my helper: my
glory, and the one that lifts up my head.
5 I cried to the Lord with my voice,
and he heard me out of his holy mountain. Pause.
6 I lay down and slept; I awaked; for
the Lord will help me. 7 I will not be
afraid of ten thousands of people, who beset me round about.
8 Arise, Lord; deliver me, my God: for
thou hast smitten all who were without cause mine enemies; thou hast broken
the teeth of sinners. 9 Deliverance is
the Lord's, and thy blessing is upon thy people.