Psalms 3:1-6

¹A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.

²Many are saying of my soul, 'There is no salvation for him in God.' Selah.

³And Thou, O Jehovah, art a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.

⁴My voice is unto Jehovah: I call: And He answereth me from his holy hill, Selah.

⁵I — I have lain down, and I sleep, I have waked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.

⁶I am not afraid of myriads of people, That round about they have set against me.