1A Psalme of Dauid, when he fled from his sonne Absalom. Lord, howe are mine aduersaries increased? howe many rise against me?
2Many say to my soule, There is no helpe for him in God. Selah.
3But thou Lord art a buckler for me: my glory, and the lifter vp of mine head.
4I did call vnto the Lord with my voyce, and he heard me out of his holy mountaine. Selah.