A melody of David when he was running away on account of Abʹsa·lom his son.+
3 O Jehovah, why have my adversaries become many?+
Why are many rising up against me?+
2 Many are saying of my soul:
“There is no salvation for him by God.”+ Seʹlah.
3 And yet you, O Jehovah, are a shield about me,+
My glory+ and the One lifting up my head.+
4 With my voice I shall call to Jehovah himself,
And he will answer me from his holy mountain.+ Seʹlah.
5 As for me, I will lie down that I may sleep;
I shall certainly awake, for Jehovah himself keeps supporting me.+
6 I shall not be afraid of ten thousands of people
Who have set themselves in array against me round about.+
7 Do arise,+ O Jehovah! Save me,+ O my God!+
For you will have to strike all my enemies on the jaw.+
The teeth of wicked ones you will have to break.+
8 Salvation belongs to Jehovah.+
Your blessing is upon your people.+ Seʹlah.