A Psalm of David,
when he fled from Absalom, his son.
1 O Yahweh, how my adversaries are many!
Many are those who rise up against me.
2 Many there are who say of my soul,
“There is no deliverance for him in God.” Selah.
3 But you, Yahweh, are a shield around me,
my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
4 I cry out to Yahweh with my voice,
and he answers me from his holy mountain. Selah.
5 I laid down and slept.
I awoke, because Yahweh sustains me.
6 I will not be afraid of the multitudes of people
who have set themselves against me on every side.
7 Arise, O Yahweh!
Save me, O my God!
Oh that you might strike all of my enemies on the cheek.
Oh that you might shatter the teeth of the wicked.
8 The victory belongs to Yahweh.
May your blessing be on your people. Selah.