A melody of David, when he fled from the face of Absalom his son.1O LORD, how many my enemies have become! Many rise against me.2Many are saying to my soul, "There is no salvation for him in God." Selah.3But you, O LORD, are a shield about me, my glory, and the one lifting up my head.4I call with my voice to the LORD, and he answers me from his holy mountain. Selah.5I lay down and slept; I awoke, for the LORD sustains me.6I will not fear myriads of people who have set themselves around me.7Arise, O LORD; save me, my God, for you have struck all my enemies on the cheek and have broken the teeth of the wicked.8Salvation belongs to the LORD; your blessing is upon your people. Selah.