003) Psalm 3

Psalm 3 A Psalm of David when he fled from the face of Absalom his son.

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1 O Lord, how many are my foes? how many up against me stand?

2 Many say to my soul, No help in God for him at any hand.

3 But thou, Lord, art my shield, my glory, and the up lifter of my head.

4 With voice to God I call’d, who from his holy hill me answered.

5 I laid me down, I slept, I wak’d, for Jehovah did me up bear.

6 People that set against me round, ten thousand of them I’ll not fear.

7 Arise, o Lord, save me my God, for all mine enemies thou hast stroke upon the cheek-bone; and the teeth of the ungodly thou hast broke.

8 This, and all such salvation, belongeth unto Jehovah: thy blessing is, and let it be upon thine own people. Selah.

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