Chapter 3 | |
1 | Lord, how are they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me. |
2 | Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah. |
3 | But thou, O LORD, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head. |
4 | I cried unto the LORD with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. Selah. |
5 | I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustained me. |
6 | I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about. |
7 | Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly. |
8 | Salvation belongeth unto the LORD: thy blessing is upon thy people. Selah. |