A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son.
1
Jehovah, how are mine adversaries increased!
Many are they that rise up against me.
2
Many there are that say of my soul, There is no help for him in God.
Selah
3
But thou, O Jehovah, art a shield about me;
My glory and the lifter up of my head.
4
I cry unto Jehovah with my voice, And he answereth me out of his holy hill.
Selah
5
I laid me down and slept;
I awaked;
for Jehovah sustaineth me.
6
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of the people That have set themselves against me round about.
7
Arise, O Jehovah;
save me, O my God: For thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone;
Thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
8
Salvation belongeth unto Jehovah: Thy blessing be upon thy people.
Selah