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A melody of David when he was running away on account of Abʹsa·lom his son.*+ 3 O Jehovah, why have my adversaries become many?+ Why are many rising up against me?+ 2 Many are saying of my soul: “There is no salvation for him by God.”*+ Seʹlah.* 3 And yet you, O Jehovah, are a shield about me,+ My glory+ and the One lifting up my head.+ 4 With my voice I shall call to Jehovah himself, And he will answer me from his holy mountain.*+ Seʹlah. 5 As for me, I will lie down that I may sleep; I shall certainly awake, for Jehovah himself keeps supporting me.+ 6 I shall not be afraid of ten thousands of people Who have set themselves in array against me round about.+ 7 Do arise,+ O Jehovah! Save me,+ O my God!+ For you will have to strike all my enemies on the jaw.+ The teeth of wicked ones you will have to break.+ 8 Salvation belongs to Jehovah.+ Your blessing is upon your people.+ Seʹlah.