A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son.

1 LORD, how my adversaries have increased!

Many are those who rise up against me.

2 Many there are who say of my soul,

"There is no help for him in God." Selah.

3 But you, LORD, are a shield around me,

my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.

4 I cry to the LORD with my voice,

and he answers me out of his holy hill. Selah.

5 I laid myself down and slept.

I awakened; for the LORD sustains me.

6 I will not be afraid of tens of thousands of people

who have set themselves against me on every side.

7 Arise, LORD!

Save me, my God!

For you have struck all of my enemies on the cheek bone.

You have broken the teeth of the wicked.

8 Salvation belongs to the LORD.

May your blessing be on your people. Selah.

1 Senhor, são muitos os que estão contra mim!São muitos os que procuram fazer-me mal!

2 Muitos dizem que Deus nunca me ajudará.

4 Eu chamei o Senhor, e ele ouviu-me da sua santa habitação.

5 Então deitei-me, dormi em paz e acordei em segurança,porque o Senhor estava a vigiar sobre mim.

6 E agora, ainda que dez mil adversários se levantem de todos os lados,e me cerquem,não terei medo.

7 Gritarei: Levanta-te, Senhor! Salva-me, meu Deus! Pois tu feres todos os meus inimigos, e lhes partes os dentes.