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Chapter 3
Psal YLT 3:1  A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.
Psal YLT 3:2  Many are saying of my soul, `There is no salvation for him in God.' Selah.
Psal YLT 3:3  And Thou, O Jehovah, art a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.
Psal YLT 3:4  My voice is unto Jehovah: I call: And He answereth me from his holy hill, Selah.
Psal YLT 3:5  I--I have lain down, and I sleep, I have waked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.
Psal YLT 3:6  I am not afraid of myriads of people, That round about they have set against me.
Psal YLT 3:7  Rise, O Jehovah! save me, my God. Because Thou hast smitten All mine enemies on the cheek. The teeth of the wicked Thou hast broken.
Psal YLT 3:8  Of Jehovah is this salvation; On Thy people is Thy blessing! Selah.