Psalms 3
1O LORD! why have they who afflicted me multiplied? Many are risen up against me.
2Many say respecting my life, In this God of his he hath no safety.*
3But Thou, O Lord, art my protector; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
4With my voice I cried to the Lord, and from His holy mount He heard me.
5I laid me down to rest and slept—I awoke. Because the Lord will protect me,
6I will not be afraid of myriads of people—of them who are besetting me round about.
7Arise, O Lord; save me, O my God! Because Thou hast smitten all them, who foolishly were mine enemies—hast broken the teeth of sinners:
8this deliverance is the Lord’s: let Thy blessing be upon Thy people also.