1 Jehovah, how are mine adversaries increased!
Many are they that rise up against me.
2 Many there are that say of my soul,
There is no help for him in God. [Selah
3 But thou, O Jehovah, art a shield about me;
My glory, and the lifter up of my head.
4 I cry unto Jehovah with my voice,
And he answereth me out of his holy hill. [Selah
5 I laid me down and slept;
I awaked; for Jehovah sustaineth me.
6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of the people
That have set themselves against me round about.
7 Arise, O Jehovah; save me, O my God:
For thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone;
Thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Salvation belongeth unto Jehovah:
Thy blessing be upon thy people. [Selah
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1 'n Psalm van Dawid toe hy gevlug het vir sy seun Absalom.3 Baie sê van my: Daar is geen heil vir hom by God nie. Sela.4 Maar U, HERE, is 'n skild wat my beskut, my eer en die Een wat my hoof ophef.5 Luid roep ek die HERE aan, en Hy verhoor my van sy heilige berg. Sela.6 Ek het gaan lê en aan die slaap mag raak; ek het wakker geword, want die HERE ondersteun my.7 Ek sal nie vrees vir tien duisende van mense wat rondom teen my gereed staan nie.8 Staan op, HERE; verlos my, my God! Want U het al my vyande op die kakebeen geslaan; U het die tande van die goddelose stukkend gebreek. [ (Psalms 3:9) Die heil behoort aan die HERE; laat u seën wees oor u volk! Sela. ]