| 1 | A Psalm of David. When he fled from the face of his son, Absalom. |
| 2 | Lord, why have those who trouble me been multiplied? Many rise up against me. |
| 3 | Many say to my soul, "There is no salvation for him in his God." |
| 4 | But you, Lord, are my supporter, my glory, and the one who raises up my head. |
| 5 | I have cried out to the Lord with my voice, and he has heard me from his holy mountain. |
| 6 | I have slept, and I have been stupefied. But I awakened because the Lord has taken me up. |
| 7 | I will not fear the thousands of people surrounding me. Rise up, Lord. Save me, my God. |
| 8 | For you have struck all those who oppose me without cause. You have broken the teeth of sinners. |
| 9 | Salvation is of the Lord, and your blessing is upon your people. |
