| 1 A psalm of David. When he fled from his son Absalom. O LORD, how many are my foes! How many rise up against me! |
| 2 Many are saying of me, "God will not deliver him." Selah |
| 3 But you are a shield around me, O LORD; you bestow glory on me and lift up my head. |
| 4 To the LORD I cry aloud, and he answers me from his holy hill. Selah |
| 5 I lie down and sleep; I wake again, because the LORD sustains me. |
| 6 I will not fear the tens of thousands drawn up against me on every side. |
| 7 Arise, O LORD! Deliver me, O my God! Strike all my enemies on the jaw; break the teeth of the wicked. |
| 8 From the LORD comes deliverance. May your blessing be on your people. Selah |
