Psalms 3

1[A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son.] Yahuah, how are they increased that trouble me! many they that rise up against me. 2Many which say of my soul, no help for him in Elohim. Selah. 3But you, O Yahuah, a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head. 4I cried unto the Yahuah with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. Selah. 5I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the Yahuah sustained me. 6I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set against me round about. 7Arise, O Yahuah; save me, O my Elohim: for you hast smitten all mine enemies the cheek bone; you hast broken the teeth of the ungodly. 8Salvation unto the Yahuah: your blessing upon your people. Selah.