Psalm 3

A psalm of David, when he fled from the face of his son Absalom

O Lord, why do those who afflict me multiply?
Many are those who rise up against me.
Many are those who say to my soul,
“There is no salvation for him in his God” (pause)
But You, O Lord, are my protector,
My Glory and the One who lifts up my head.
I cried to the Lord with my voice,
And He heard me from His holy hill.(pause)
I lay down and slept;
I awoke, for the Lord will help me.
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people
Who set themselves against me all around.
Arise, O Lord, and save me, O my God,
For you struck all those who were foolishly at enmity with me;
You broke the teeth of the sinners.
Salvation is of the Lord,
And Your blessing is upon Your people.

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