A Psalm of David, when he fled from Avshalom his son.

A psalm of David, when he fled before Avshalom, his son.

Lord, how many are my enemies become! many are they who rise up against me:

O L rd, how many are my enemies! Great ones [(in Torah, in wisdom, in wealth, and in stature)] have risen against me.

many there be who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Sela.)

Great ones have said of my soul: There shall be no salvation for him from G d forever [(because of the episode of Bathsheva)].

But Thou, O Lord, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.

But you, O L rd, are a shield for me, my honor, and the lifter of my head.

I cried to the Lord with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. (Sela.)

When I call with my voice to the L rd, He shall answer me from His holy mountain, for all time.

I lie me down and sleep; I awake; for the Lord sustains me.

I lay down and slept [in sorrow]. I awoke [from my sorrow, secure] that the L rd would sustain me.

I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.

[Therefore,] I shall not fear the multitude of people [who are with Avshalom], who, roundabout, have beset me.

Arise, O Lord; save me, O my God: for Thou hast smitten all my enemies upon the cheek; Thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.

Arise, O L rd! Save me, my G d! For You have [ever] smitten the cheek of all my foes [i.e., You have mortified them]; You have [ever] broken the teeth [i.e., the strength] of evildoers.

Salvation belongs to the Lord: Thy blessing be upon Thy people. (Sela.)

It is the L rd's part to save; Your people's, to bless You forever.