1A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. O Lord, how many are my foes! Many are rising against me;2many are saying of my soul, “There is no salvation for him in God.” *3But you, O Lord, are a shield about me, my glory, and the lifter of my head.4I cried aloud to the Lord, and he answered me from his holy hill.5I lay down and slept; I woke again, for the Lord sustained me.6I will not be afraid of many thousands of people who have set themselves against me all around.7Arise, O Lord! Save me, O my God! For you strike all my enemies on the cheek; you break the teeth of the wicked.8Salvation belongs to the Lord; your blessing be on your people!
New International Reader’s Version
A psalm of David when he ran away from his son Absalom.
1LORD, I have so many enemies! So many people are rising up against me!2Many are saying about me, ‘God will not save him.’3LORD, you are like a shield that keeps me safe. You bring me honour. You help me win the battle.4I call out to the LORD. He answers me from his holy mountain.5I lie down and sleep. I wake up again, because the LORD takes care of me.6I won’t be afraid even though tens of thousands attack me on every side.7LORD, rise up! My God, save me! Strike all my enemies in the face. Break the teeth of sinful people.8LORD, you are the one who saves. May your blessing be on your people.
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