Psalm 3

A meditation on Psalm 3.

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

1 O Lord, how many are my foes!

    Many are rising against me;

2 many are saying of my soul,

    “There is no salvation for him in God.” Selah[a]

3 But you, O Lord, are a shield about me,

    my glory, and the lifter of my head.

4 I cried aloud to the Lord,

    and he answered me from his holy hill. Selah

5 I lay down and slept;

    I woke again, for the Lord sustained me.

6 I will not be afraid of many thousands of people

    who have set themselves against me all around.

7 Arise, O Lord!

    Save me, O my God!

For you strike all my enemies on the cheek;

    you break the teeth of the wicked.

8 Salvation belongs to the Lord;

    your blessing be on your people! Selah