Psalms 3 - New International Version, 1984

Psalm 3
A psalm of David. When he fled from his son Absalom.
O Lord, how many are my foes!
How many rise up against me!

Many are saying of me,
“God will not deliver him.” Selah

But you are a shield around me, O Lord;
you bestow glory on me and lift up my head.

To the Lord I cry aloud,
and he answers me from his holy hill. Selah

I lie down and sleep;
I wake again, because the Lord sustains me.

I will not fear the tens of thousands
drawn up against me on every side.

Arise, O Lord!
Deliver me, O my God!
Strike all my enemies on the jaw;
break the teeth of the wicked.

From the Lord comes deliverance.
May your blessing be on your people. Selah