A psalm of David, written when he fled from his son Absalom.2
3:1 Lord, how3 numerous are my enemies!
Many attack me.4
3:2 Many say about me,
“God will not deliver him.”5 (Selah)6
3:3 But you, Lord, are a shield that protects me;7
you are my glory8 and the one who restores me.9
3:4 To the Lord I cried out,10
and he answered me from his holy hill.11 (Selah)
3:5 I rested and slept;
I awoke,12 for the Lord protects13 me.
3:6 I am not afraid14 of the multitude of people15
who attack me from all directions.16
3:7 Rise up,17 Lord!
Deliver me, my God!
Yes,18 you will strike19 all my enemies on the jaw;
you will break the teeth20 of the wicked.21
3:8 The Lord delivers;22
you show favor to your people.23 (Selah)