A psalm of David, written when he fled from his son Absalom.
1Lord, how numerous are my enemies!Many attack me.
2Many say about me,“God will not deliver him.” (Selah)
3But you, Lord, are a shield that protects me;you are my glory and the one who restores me.
4To the Lord I cried out,and he answered me from his holy hill. (Selah)
5I rested and slept;I awoke, for the Lord protects me.
6I am not afraid of the multitude of peoplewho attack me from all directions.
7Rise up, Lord!Deliver me, my God!Yes, you will strike all my enemies on the jaw;you will break the teeth of the wicked.
8The Lord delivers;you show favor to your people. (Selah)