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Psalms • Chapter 3

1 A psalm of David concerning the time he had to flee from his son Absalom. Lord, my enemies have become so many; so many are rebelling against me. 2 So many are telling me, “God (Elohim) can't save you!” Selah. 3 But you, Lord, are a shield protecting me. You give me victory; you hold my head high. 4 I cry out to the Lord for help, and he answers me from his holy mountain. Selah. 5 I lie down to sleep, and in the morning I wake up because the Lord takes care of me. 6 I'm not afraid of tens of thousands who surround me, people who are against me. 7 Stand up for me, Lord! Save me, my God (Elohim)! Hit all my enemies on the cheek; break the teeth of the wicked! 8 Salvation belongs to you, Lord; may you be a blessing to your people. Selah.