1 L ord, how they are increased who trouble me! Many are they who rise up against me.

A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.

2 M any are saying of me, There is no help for him in God. Selah!

Many are saying of my soul, `There is no salvation for him in God.' Selah.

3 B ut You, O Lord, are a shield for me, my glory, and the lifter of my head.

And Thou, O Jehovah, a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.

4 W ith my voice I cry to the Lord, and He hears and answers me out of His holy hill. Selah!

My voice unto Jehovah: I call: And He answereth me from his holy hill, Selah.

5 I lay down and slept; I wakened again, for the Lord sustains me.

I -- I have lain down, and I sleep, I have waked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.

6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people who have set themselves against me round about.

I am not afraid of myriads of people, That round about they have set against me.

7 A rise, O Lord; save me, O my God! For You have struck all my enemies on the cheek; You have broken the teeth of the ungodly.

Rise, O Jehovah! save me, my God. Because Thou hast smitten All mine enemies the cheek. The teeth of the wicked Thou hast broken.

8 S alvation belongs to the Lord; May Your blessing be upon Your people. Selah!

Of Jehovah this salvation; On Thy people Thy blessing! Selah.