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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Psalms 3
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1A Psalme of Dauid, when he fled from his sonne Absalom. Lord, howe are mine aduersaries increased? howe many rise against me? 2Many say to my soule, There is no helpe for him in God. Selah. 3But thou Lord art a buckler for me: my glory, and the lifter vp of mine head. 4I did call vnto the Lord with my voyce, and he heard me out of his holy mountaine. Selah. 5I layed me downe and slept, and rose vp againe: for the Lord susteined me. 6I will not be afrayde for ten thousand of the people, that should beset me round about. 7O Lord, arise: helpe me, my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies vpon the cheeke bone: thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked. 8Saluation belongeth vnto the Lord, and thy blessing is vpon thy people. Selah.
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