1A psalm by David when he fled from his son Absalom. O Lord, look how my enemies have increased! Many are attacking me.
2Many are saying about me, "Even with God {on his side}, he won't be victorious." Selah
3But you, O Lord, are a shield that surrounds me. You are my glory. You hold my head high.
4I call aloud to the Lord, and he answers me from his holy mountain. Selah
5I lie down and sleep. I wake up again because the Lord continues to support me.
6I am not afraid of the tens of thousands who have taken positions against me on all sides.
7Arise, O Lord! Save me, O my God! You have slapped all my enemies in the face. You have smashed the teeth of wicked people.
8Victory belongs to the Lord! May your blessing rest on your people. Selah