Lord, how are they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.

Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.

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

I cried unto the Lord with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. Selah.

I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the Lord sustained me.

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

Arise, O Lord; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly.

Salvation belongeth unto the Lord: thy blessing is upon thy people. Selah.

Psalm 3[a]

A psalm of David. When he fled from his son Absalom.(A)

Lord, how many are my foes!
    How many rise up against me!
Many are saying of me,
    “God will not deliver him.(B)[b]

But you, Lord, are a shield(C) around me,
    my glory, the One who lifts my head high.(D)
I call out to the Lord,(E)
    and he answers me from his holy mountain.(F)

I lie down and sleep;(G)
    I wake again,(H) because the Lord sustains me.
I will not fear(I) though tens of thousands
    assail me on every side.(J)

Arise,(K) Lord!
    Deliver me,(L) my God!
Strike(M) all my enemies on the jaw;
    break the teeth(N) of the wicked.

From the Lord comes deliverance.(O)
    May your blessing(P) be on your people.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 3:1 In Hebrew texts 3:1-8 is numbered 3:2-9.
  2. Psalm 3:2 The Hebrew has Selah (a word of uncertain meaning) here and at the end of verses 4 and 8.

Tryghed hos Herren

En sang af David, da han flygtede fra sin søn Absalom.

Åh Herre, mine fjender er så mange,
    de er alle imod mig, de gør mig bange.
        „Gud vil ikke redde ham!” siger de.
Men Herren er mit skjold og min styrke,
    han gav mig modet tilbage.
Jeg råbte til ham om hjælp,
    og han svarede mig fra sit hellige bjerg.
Jeg lagde mig trygt til at sove,
    for Herren skærmede mig med sin hånd.
Jeg bliver ikke overmandet af frygt,
    om så tusinder af fjender omringer mig.
Men jeg råber til Herren:
    „Grib ind, Herre! Red mig, Gud!”
Herren ydmyger alle mine fjender,
    det er ham, der bryder de ondes magt.
Han er den, som redder os.
    Ja, velsign dit folk, Herre!