A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son.1O Lord, how many are my foes!Many are rising against me;
2many are saying of my soul,“There is no salvation for him in God.” Selah
3But you, O Lord, are a shield about me,my glory, and the lifter of my head.
4I cried aloud to the Lord,and he answered me from his holy hill. Selah
5I lay down and slept;I woke again, for the Lord sustained me.
6I will not be afraid of many thousands of peoplewho have set themselves against me all around.
7Arise, O Lord!Save me, O my God!For you strike all my enemies on the cheek;you break the teeth of the wicked.
8Salvation belongs to the Lord;your blessing be on your people! Selah