1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. Yahweh, how are my adversaries increased! Many are those who rise up against me.2 Many there are that say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.3 But you, O Yahweh, are a shield about me; My glory and the lifter up of my head.4 I cry to Yahweh with my voice, And he answers me out of his holy hill. Selah.5 I laid myself down and slept; I awakened; For Yahweh sustains me.6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of the people That have set themselves against me round about.7 Arise, O Yahweh; save me, O my God: For you have struck all my enemies on the cheek bone; You have broken the teeth of the wicked.8 Salvation belongs to Yahweh: Your blessing be on your people. Selah.