Psalm 3

New Coverdale Version

Lord, how they are increased who trouble me; * many are those who rise against me.

Many there are who say of my soul, * “There is no help for him in his God.”

But you, O Lord, are my defender; * you are my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.

I called upon the Lord with my voice, * and he heard me from his holy hill.

I lay down and slept, and rose up again, * for the Lord sustained me.

I will not be afraid of ten thousands of the people * who have set themselves against me round about.

Rise up, O Lord, and help me, O my God; * for you smite all my enemies on the cheek-bone; you have broken the teeth of the ungodly.

Salvation belongs to the Lord; * may your blessing be upon your people.