1 A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. 2 LORD, how many are mine adversaries become! Many are they that rise up against me. 3 Many there are that say of my soul: 'There is no salvation for him in God.' Selah 4 But thou, O LORD, art a shield about me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head. 5 With my voice I call unto the LORD, and He answereth me out of His holy mountain. Selah 6 I lay me down, and I sleep; I awake, for the LORD sustaineth me. 7 I am not afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about. 8 Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God; for Thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek, {N} Thou hast broken the teeth of the wicked. 9 Salvation belongeth unto the LORD; Thy blessing be upon Thy people. Selah {P}