Psalm 3

	A Psalm of David when he fled from Absalom, his son. 

		3:1 How many are my enemies!  
			 Many rise up against me.
		3:2  Many say about me,
			  There is no deliverance for him in God.
			 									         Selah—
		3:3  But you O Lord are a shield about me
			  My glory and the One who lifts my head
		3:4  I cried out with my voice unto the LORD
			 And he answered me from his holy hill
												         Selah—
		3:5  I lied down and slept:
			  I awoke, for the LORD sustains me
		3:6  I am not afraid of multitudes of people who  			 all around have set themselves against me 
		3:7  Rise up, LORD!
				Deliver me, my God!
			  Indeed, you will strike all my enemies on the jaw; 
			  	you will break the teeth of the wicked.		3:8  Salvation belongs to the LORD,			 Upon your people, your blessing. 
												         Selah—