A Psalm of David.
When he fled from is son Absalom.
1
O LORD, how many are my foes! How many rise up against me!
Many are saying of me, "God will not deliver him2 ." Selah
3
But you are a shield around me, O LORD;
you bestow glory on me and lift up my head.
4
To the LORD I cry aloud, and he answers me from his holy hill. Selah
5
I lie down and sleep; I wake again, because the LORD sustains me.
6
I will not fear the tens of thousands drawn up against me on every side.
7
Arise, O LORD! Deliver me, O 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. Selah
