Psa 3 | AB | STEP | O Lord, why are they that afflict me multiplied? Many rise up against me.

Psalms 3

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

1 O Lord, why are they that afflict me multiplied? Many rise up against me. 2 Many say concerning my soul, There is no deliverance for him in his God. Pause. 3 But You, O Lord, are my helper; my glory, and the One that lifts up my head. 4 I cried to the Lord with my voice, and He heard me out of His holy mountain. Pause. 5 I laid down and slept; I awoke, for the Lord will help me. 6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, who beset me round about. 7 Arise, O Lord; deliver me, my God; for You have struck all who were my enemies without cause; You have broken the teeth of sinners. 8 Deliverance is the Lord's, and Your blessing is upon Your people.