1 A psalm of David, when he fled from before Abshalom his son. (3:2) Lord, how numerous are my assailants! how many, that rise up against me!
2 (3:3) Many say of my soul, There is no help for him with God. Selah.
3 (3:4) But thou, O Lord, art a shield around me, my glory, and he that lifteth up my head.
4 (3:5) With my voice I call unto the Lord, and he answereth me out of his holy mountain. Selah.
5 (3:6) I laid myself down and slept: I awoke; for the Lord sustaineth me.
6 (3:7) I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have placed themselves round about against me.