1A psalm of David, when he fled from Avshalom his son:
2Adonai, how many enemies I have!
How countless are those attacking me;
3how countless those who say of me,
“There is no salvation for him in God.” (Selah)
4But you, Adonai, are a shield for me;
you are my glory, you lift my head high.
5With my voice I call out to Adonai,
and he answers me from his holy hill. (Selah)
6I lie down and sleep, then wake up again,
because Adonai sustains me.
7I am not afraid of the tens of thousands
set against me on every side.
8Rise up, Adonai!
Save me, my God!
For you slap all my enemies in the face,
you smash the teeth of the wicked.
9Victory comes from Adonai;
may your blessing rest on your people. (Selah)