American Standard Version
1[A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son]. Jehovah, how are mine adversaries increased! Many are they that rise up against me. 2Many there are that say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. {{Selah 3But thou, O Jehovah, art a shield about me; My glory and the lifter up of my head. 4I cry unto Jehovah with my voice, And he answereth me out of his holy hill. {{Selah 5I laid me down and slept; I awaked; For Jehovah sustaineth me. 6I will not be afraid of ten thousands of the people That have set themselves against me round about. 7Arise, O Jehovah; Save me, O my God: For thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; Thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked. 8Salvation belongeth unto Jehovah: Thy blessing be upon thy people. {{Selah