[1]A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.[2]Many are saying of my soul, `There is no salvation for him in God.' Selah.[3]And Thou, O Jehovah, [art] a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.[4]My voice [is] unto Jehovah: I call: And He answereth me from his holy hill, Selah.[5]I -- I have lain down, and I sleep, I have waked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.[6]I am not afraid of myriads of people, That round about they have set against me.[7]Rise, O Jehovah! save me, my God. Because Thou hast smitten All mine enemies [on] the cheek. The teeth of the wicked Thou hast broken.[8]Of Jehovah [is] this salvation; On Thy people [is] Thy blessing! Selah.