1 A Psalm. Of David. When he went in flight from Absalom his son.2 \3:1\Lord, how greatly are they increased who make attacks on me! in great numbers they come against me.3 \3:2\Unnumbered are those who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah.)4 \3:3\But your strength, O Lord, is round me, you are my glory and the lifter up of my head.5 \3:4\I send up a cry to the Lord with my voice, and he gives me an answer from his holy hill. (Selah.)6 \3:5\I took my rest in sleep, and then again I was awake; for the Lord was my support.7 \3:6\I will have no fear, though ten thousand have come round me, putting themselves against me.8 \3:7\Come to me, Lord; keep me safe, O my God; for you have given all my haters blows on their face-bones; the teeth of the evil-doers have been broken by you.9 \3:8\Salvation comes from the Lord; your blessing is on your people. (Selah.)

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. ]