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1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from the presence of his son Abessalom.
2 O Lord, why are they that afflict me multiplied? many rise up against me. 3 Many say concerning my soul, There is no deliverance for him in his God. *Pause.
4 But thou, O Lord, art my helper: my glory, and the one that lifts up my head. 5 I cried to the Lord with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy mountain. Pause. 6 I lay down and slept; I awaked; for the Lord will help me. 7 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, who beset me round about. 8 Arise, Lord; deliver me, my God: for thou hast smitten all who were without cause mine enemies; thou hast broken the teeth of sinners. 9 Deliverance is the Lord's, and thy blessing is upon thy people.
* 3:3 The word Διάψαλμα (Selah) has been rendered Pause, as most intelligible to the English reader.