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Webster's Bible » Psalms » 3. fejezet
1
A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how are they multiplied that trouble me? many are they that rise up against me.
2
Many there are who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.
3
But thou, O LORD, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
4
I cried to the LORD with my voice, and he heard me from his holy hill. Selah.
5
I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustained me.
6
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me on all sides.
7
Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all my enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly.
8
Salvation belongeth to the LORD: thy blessing is upon thy people. Selah.