 1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from his son Absalom. O Lord, how my foes have increased. Many are the ones who rise up against me. 2 Many are saying of my soul, There is no deliverance for him in God. Selah. 3 But you, O Lord, are a shield for me, my glory, the one who lifts up my head. 4 I cried out to the Lord with my voice, and He heard me out of His holy hill. Selah. 5 I laid down and slept. I awoke, for the Lord kept me. 6 I am not afraid of ten thousands of people who have set against me all around. 7 Arise, O Lord. Save me, O my God. For you have struck all my enemies on the cheekbone. You have broken the teeth of the ungodly. 8 Salvation belongs to the Lord. Your blessing is on your people. Selah.
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