Psalms Chapter 3

1 Yahweh! how have mine adversaries multiplied, Multitudes, are rising against me;

2 Multitudes, are saying of my soul,—No salvation for him in God. [Selah.]

3 But, thou, Yahweh, art a shield about me, my glory, and the lifter up of my head.

4 With my voice—unto Yahweh, do I cry, and he hath answered me out of his holy mountain. [Selah.]

5 I, laid me down and slept,—I awoke, Surely, Yahweh, sustaineth me!

6 I will not be afraid of myriads of people, who, round about, have set themselves against me.

7 Rise! Yahweh, Save me, my God. Surely thou hast smitten all my foes on the cheekbone, The teeth of the lawless, hast thou broken.

8 To Yahweh, belongeth Salvation! Upon thy people, be thy blessing. [Selah.]