Psalm 3

1 A melody of David when he was fleeing from his son Abʹsalom.
O Jehovah, why have my adversaries become so numerous? Why are so many rising up against me?

2 Many are saying about me: “God will not save him.”

3 But you, O Jehovah, are a shield around me, My glory and the One who lifts up my head.

4 I will call aloud to Jehovah, And he will answer me from his holy mountain.

5 I will lie down and sleep; And I will wake up in safety, For Jehovah continues to support me.

6 I am not afraid of the tens of thousands Lined up against me on every side.

7 Rise up, O Jehovah! Save me, O my God! For you will strike all my enemies on the jaw; You will break the teeth of the wicked.

8 Salvation belongs to Jehovah. Your blessing is upon your people.