Psalm 3
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Psalm 3 A psalm of David. When he fled from his son Absalom.
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O LORD, how many are my foes! How many rise up against me!
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Many are saying of me, "God will not deliver him." Selah [1]
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But you are a shield around me, O LORD; you bestow glory on me and lift [2] up my head.
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To the LORD I cry aloud, and he answers me from his holy hill. Selah
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I lie down and sleep; I wake again, because the LORD sustains me.
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I will not fear the tens of thousands drawn up against me on every side.
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Arise, O LORD! Deliver me, O my God! Strike all my enemies on the jaw; break the teeth of the wicked.
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From the LORD comes deliverance. May your blessing be on your people. Selah
  1. [2] A word of uncertain meaning, occurring frequently in the Psalms; possibly a musical term
  2. [3] Or LORD, my Glorious One, who lifts