1A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. Yehovah, how my adversaries have increased! Many are those who rise up against me.
2Many there are who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. [Selah
3But you, O Yehovah, are a shield about me; My glory, and the lifter of my head.
4I cry to Yehovah with my voice, And he answers me out of his holy hill. [Selah
5I lay down and slept; I awoke; for Yehovah sustains me.
6I will not be afraid of ten thousands of the people Who have set themselves against me all around.
7Arise, O Yehovah; save me, O my God: For you have struck all my enemies on the cheekbone; You have broken the teeth of the wicked.
8Salvation belongs to Yehovah: Your blessing be upon your people. [Selah