Psalms 3
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1“A Psalm of David, when he fled from his son Absalom.” How many, O LORD, are mine enemies! How many are they who rise up against me!

2How many are they who say of me, “There is no help for him with God”! [[Pause.]]

3But thou, O LORD! art my shield, My glory, and the lifter-up of my head.

4I call upon the LORD with my voice, And he heareth me from his holy hill. [[Pause.]]

5I lay me down and sleep; I awake, for the LORD sustaineth me.

6I will not fear the ten thousands of people Who on every side set themselves against me.

7Arise, O LORD! Save me, O my God! For thou smitest the cheek of all my enemies; Thou breakest the teeth of the wicked.

8Deliverance cometh from the LORD: May thy blessing be with thy people! [[Pause.]]