A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son.
Jehovah, how are mine adversaries increased!
Many are they that rise up against me.
Many there are that say {Or, to}of my soul,
There is no {Or, salvation}help for him in God.
[Selah
But thou, O Jehovah, art a shield about me;
My glory and the lifter up of my head.
I cry unto Jehovah with my voice,
And he answereth me out of his holy hill. [Selah
I laid me down and slept;
I awaked; for Jehovah sustaineth me.
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of the people
That have set themselves against me round about.
Arise, O Jehovah; Save me, O my God:
For thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone;
Thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked.
{Or, Victory}Salvation belongeth unto Jehovah:
Thy blessing be upon thy people.
[Selah
Querverweise zu Psalm 3,7 Ps 3,7
Arise, O Jehovah; O God, lift up thy hand:Forget not the {Or, meek.}poor.
Break their teeth, O God, in their mouth:Break out the great teeth of the young lions, O Jehovah.
Because of the oppression of the poor, because of the sighing of the needy,Now will I arise, saith Jehovah;I will set him in the safety he panteth for.
They have gaped upon me with their mouth;They have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully:They gather themselves together against me.
Stir up thyself, and awake to the justice due unto me,Even unto my cause, my God and my Lord.
And I brake the {Hebrew: great teeth.}jaws of the unrighteous,And plucked the prey out of his teeth.
Awake, why sleepest thou, O Lord?Arise, cast us not off for ever.
Let him give his cheek to him that smiteth him; let him be filled full with reproach.
Even thou, O Jehovah God of hosts, the God of Israel,Arise to visit all the nations:Be not merciful to any wicked transgressors. [Selah
Why drawest thou back thy hand, even thy right hand?Pluck it out of thy bosom and consume them.
When God arose to judgment,To save all the meek of the earth. [Selah
Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of Jehovah; awake, as in the days of old, the generations of ancient times. Is it not thou that didst cut Rahab in pieces, that didst pierce the monster?
Woe unto him that saith to the wood, Awake; to the dumb stone, Arise! Shall this teach? Behold, it is overlaid with gold and silver, and there is no breath at all in the midst of it.