1 LORD, how many are my foes! How many rise up against me!2 Many are saying of me, "God will not deliver him." [^1]3 But you, LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, the One who lifts my head high.4 I call out to the LORD, and he answers me from his holy mountain.5 I lie down and sleep; I wake again, because the LORD sustains me.6 I will not fear though tens of thousands assail me on every side.7 Arise, LORD! Deliver me, my God! Strike all my enemies on the jaw; break the teeth of the wicked.8 From the LORD comes deliverance. May your blessing be on your people.

1 Psalmus David, cum fugeret a facie Absalom filii sui. 2 [Domine, quid multiplicati sunt qui tribulant me ?Multi insurgunt adversum me ;3 multi dicunt anim me :Non est salus ipsi in Deo ejus.4 Tu autem Domine, susceptor meus es,gloria mea, et exaltans caput meum.5 Voce mea ad Dominum clamavi ;et exaudivit me de monte sancto suo.6 Ego dormivi, et soporatus sum ;et exsurrexi, quia Dominus suscepit me.7 Non timebo millia populi circumdantis me.Exsurge, Domine ; salvum me fac, Deus meus.8 Quoniam tu percussisti omnes adversantes mihi sine causa ;dentes peccatorum contrivisti.9 Domini est salus ;et super populum tuum benedictio tua.]