1 Jeová, como se multiplicam os meus adversários! Muitos são os que se levantam contra mim.

2 Muitos são os que dizem de mim: Não há em Deus salvação para ele. (Selá)

3 Tu, porém, Jeová, és um escudo ao redor de mim, A minha glória, e o que exaltas a minha cabeça.

4 Com a minha voz clamo a Jeová, E ele do seu santo monte me responde. (Selá)

5 Eu me deitei e dormi; Acordei, porque Jeová me sustenta.

6 Não terei medo das miríades de gente, Que se puseram contra mim de todos os lados.

7 Levanta-te, Jeová; salva-me, Deus meu, Pois feriste no queixo todos os meus inimigos; Quebraste os dentes aos iníquos.

8 A Jeová pertence a salvação, Sobre o teu povo seja a tua bênção. (Selá)

1 A Psalm. Of David. When he went in flight from Absalom his son.

2 \3:1\Lord, how greatly are they increased who make attacks on me! in great numbers they come against me.

3 \3:2\Unnumbered are those who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. (Selah.)

4 \3:3\But your strength, O Lord, is round me, you are my glory and the lifter up of my head.

5 \3:4\I send up a cry to the Lord with my voice, and he gives me an answer from his holy hill. (Selah.)

6 \3:5\I took my rest in sleep, and then again I was awake; for the Lord was my support.

7 \3:6\I will have no fear, though ten thousand have come round me, putting themselves against me.

8 \3:7\Come to me, Lord; keep me safe, O my God; for you have given all my haters blows on their face-bones; the teeth of the evil-doers have been broken by you.

9 \3:8\Salvation comes from the Lord; your blessing is on your people. (Selah.)