A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son.
Yahweh, how my adversaries have increased!
Many are those who rise up against me.
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Many there are who say of my soul,
“There is no help for him in God.” Selah.
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But you, Yahweh, are a shield around me,
my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
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I cry to Yahweh with my voice,
and he answers me out of his holy hill. Selah.
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I laid myself down and slept.
I awakened, for Yahweh sustains me.
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I will not be afraid of tens of thousands of people
who have set themselves against me on every side.
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Arise, Yahweh!
Save me, my God!
For you have struck all of my enemies on the cheek bone.
You have broken the teeth of the wicked.
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Salvation belongs to Yahweh.
May your blessing be on your people. Selah.