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A psalm of David, when he fled from his son Absalom.
1 LORD, how many are my foes!
Many rise against me.
2 Many say of me, “There is no salvation for him in God.” Selah.
3 But you, LORD, are a shield around me, my glory and the one who lifts my head.
4 I cry aloud to the LORD, and he answers me from his holy mountain. Selah.
5 I lay down and slept;
I awoke, for the LORD sustains me.
6 I will not fear the tens of thousands who have taken their stand against me on every side.
7 Rise up, LORD!
Save me, my God!
For you have struck all my enemies on the cheek;
you have broken the teeth of the wicked.
8 Salvation belongs to the LORD.
May your blessing rest on your people! Selah.