¹A psalm of David, when he fled from Avshalom his son:

²Adonai , how many enemies I have!

How countless are those attacking me;

³how countless those who say of me,

“There is no salvation for him in God.” (Selah)

⁴But you, Adonai , are a shield for me;

you are my glory, you lift my head high.

⁵With my voice I call out to Adonai ,

and he answers me from his holy hill. (Selah)

⁶I lie down and sleep, then wake up again,

because Adonai sustains me.

⁷I am not afraid of the tens of thousands

set against me on every side.

⁸Rise up, Adonai !

Save me, my God!

For you slap all my enemies in the face,

you smash the teeth of the wicked.

⁹Victory comes from Adonai ;

may your blessing rest on your people. (Selah)