A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son.
1Lord, 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, Lord, are a shield around me,
my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
4I cry to the Lord with my voice,
and He answers me out of His holy hill. Selah.
5I laid myself down and slept.
I awakened, for the Lord sustains me.
6I will not be afraid of tens of thousands of people
who have set themselves against me on every side.
7Arise, Lord!
Save me, my God!
For You have struck all of my enemies on the cheek bone.
You have broken the teeth of the wicked.
8Salvation belongs to the Lord.
May Your blessing be on Your people. Selah.
1Psalmus David, cum fugeret a facie Absalom filii sui.
2Domine, quid multiplicati sunt qui tribulant me? Multi insurgunt adversum me; 3multi dicunt animæ meæ: Non est salus ipsi in Deo ejus. 4Tu autem Domine, susceptor meus es, gloria mea, et exaltans caput meum. 5Voce mea ad Dominum clamavi; et exaudivit me de monte sancto suo. 6Ego dormivi, et soporatus sum; et exsurrexi, quia Dominus suscepit me. 7Non timebo millia populi circumdantis me. Exsurge, Domine; salvum me fac, Deus meus. 8Quoniam tu percussisti omnes adversantes mihi sine causa; dentes peccatorum contrivisti. 9Domini est salus; et super populum tuum benedictio tua.