Psalms 3
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PSALM 3
Common Meter: 8,6,8,6
A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son.
1O Lord, how are my foes increas'd?
against me many rise.
2Many say of my soul, For him
in God no succour lies.
3Yet thou my shield and glory art,
th' uplifter of mine head.
4I cry'd, and, from his holy hill,
the Lord me answer made.
5I laid me down and slept; I wak'd;
for God sustained me.
6I will not fear though thousands ten
set round against me be.
7Arise, O Lord; save me, my God;
for thou my foes hast stroke
All on the cheek-bone, and the teeth
of wicked men hast broke.
8Salvation doth appertain
unto the Lord alone:
Thy blessing, Lord, for evermore
thy people is upon.
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Psalm 3
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1 A Psalm of David. When he fled from the face of his son, Absalom.
2 Lord, why have those who trouble me been multiplied? Many rise up against me.
3 Many say to my soul, "There is no salvation for him in his God."
4 But you, Lord, are my supporter, my glory, and the one who raises up my head.
5 I have cried out to the Lord with my voice, and he has heard me from his holy mountain.
6 I have slept, and I have been stupefied. But I awakened because the Lord has taken me up.
7 I will not fear the thousands of people surrounding me. Rise up, Lord. Save me, my God.
8 For you have struck all those who oppose me without cause. You have broken the teeth of sinners.
9 Salvation is of the Lord, and your blessing is upon your people.
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