Psalms Chapter 3 / YLT

Young's Literal Translation
Psalms, Chapter 3

   1: A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.
   2: Many are saying of my soul, 'There is no salvation for him in God.' Selah.
   3: And Thou, O Jehovah, [art] a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.
   4: My voice [is] unto Jehovah: I call: And He answereth me from his holy hill, Selah.
   5: I -- I have lain down, and I sleep, I have waked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.
   6: I am not afraid of myriads of people, That round about they have set against me.
   7: Rise, O Jehovah! save me, my God. Because Thou hast smitten All mine enemies [on] the cheek. The teeth of the wicked Thou hast broken.
   8: Of Jehovah [is] this salvation; On Thy people [is] Thy blessing! Selah.

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