1 A psalm of David, composed when he fled from his son Absalom.

LORD, how are they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.

2 LORD, how many are my enemies! Many are rising up against me.

Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.

3 Many say of me, "There is no salvation for him in God." Selah.

But thou, O LORD, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.

4 But you, LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.

I cried unto the LORD with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. Selah.

5 I call out to the LORD with my voice, and He answers me from His holy mountain. Selah.

I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustained me.

6 I lay down and slept; I awoke again, because the LORD sustains me.

I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.

7 I will not fear the tens of thousands drawn up against me on every side.

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 Arise, LORD! Save me, my God! For you strike all my enemies on the cheek, and you break the teeth of the wicked.

Salvation belongeth unto the LORD: thy blessing is upon thy people. Selah.

9 Salvation belongs to the LORD; may Your blessing be upon Your people. Selah.