1 O Jehovah, how my adversaries have increased! Many are they who rise up against me.2 Many are saying of my soul, There is no deliverance for him in God. Selah.3 But You, O Jehovah, are a shield for me; my glory, the One who lifts up my head.4 I cried unto Jehovah with my voice, and He heard me out of His holy hill. Selah.5 I lay down and slept. I awoke, for Jehovah sustained me.6 I am not afraid of ten thousands of people who have set themselves against me all around.7 Arise, O Jehovah; deliver me, O my God; for You have struck all my enemies on the cheekbone. You have broken the teeth of the wicked.8 Salvation belongs to Jehovah. Your blessing is on Your people. Selah.

1 The title of the thridde salm. `The salm of Dauid, whanne he fledde fro the face of Absolon, his sone.2 Lord, whi ben thei multiplied that disturblen me?3 many men rysen ayens me. Many men seien of my soule, Noon helthe is to hym in his God.4 But thou, Lord, art myn vptakere; my glorye, and enhaunsyng myn heed.5 With my vois Y criede to the Lord; and he herde me fro his hooli hil.6 I slepte, and `was quenchid, and Y roos vp; for the Lord resseyuede me.7 I schal not drede thousyndis of puple cumpassynge me; Lord, rise thou vp; my God, make thou me saaf.8 For thou hast smyte alle men beynge aduersaries to me with out cause; thou hast al to-broke the teeth of synneris.9 Helthe is of the Lord; and thi blessyng, Lord, is on thi puple.