Salmos 3

(En Salme af David, da han flygtede for sin søn Absalom.) HERRE, hvor er mine Fjender mange! Mange er de, som rejser sig mod mig,

Men, HERRE, du er et Skjold for mig, min Ære og den, der løfter mit Hoved.

Jeg råber højlydt til HERREN, han svarer mig fra sit hellige Bjerg. - Sela.

Jeg lagde mig og sov ind, jeg vågned, thi HERREN holder mig oppe.

Jeg frygter ikke Titusinder af Folk, som trindt om lejrer sig mod mig.

Rejs dig, HERRE, frels mig, min Gud, thi alle mine Fjender slog du på Kind, du brød de gudløses Tænder!

Hos HERREN er Frelsen; din Velsignelse over dit Folk! - Sela.

[A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son.] LORD, how are they increased that trouble me! many {are} they that rise up against me.

Many {there be} which say of my soul, {There is} no help for him in God. Selah.

But thou, O LORD, {art} a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head. {for: or, about}

I cried unto the LORD with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. Selah.

I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustained me.

I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set {themselves} against me round about.

Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies {upon} the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly.

Salvation {belongeth} unto the LORD: thy blessing {is} upon thy people. Selah.