Psalms 3

¹Jehovah , how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.

²Many are saying of my soul, ‘There is no salvation for him in God.’ Selah.

³And Thou, O Jehovah , [art] a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.

⁴My voice [is] unto Jehovah : I call: And He answereth me from his holy hill, Selah.

⁵I — I have lain down, and I sleep, I have waked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.

⁶I am not afraid of myriads of people, That round about they have set against me.

⁷Rise, O Jehovah ! save me, my God. Because Thou hast smitten All mine enemies [on] the cheek. The teeth of the wicked Thou hast broken.

⁸Of Jehovah [is] this salvation; On Thy people [is] Thy blessing! Selah.