A Psalmof David, when he fledfromAbsalomhis son. LORD, howare they increasedthat troubleme! many are they that rise upagainstme. Many there be which sayof my soul, There is nohelpfor him in God. Selah. But thou, O LORD, art a shieldforme; my glory, and the lifter upof mine head. I crieduntothe LORDwith my voice, and he heardme out of his holyhill. Selah. Ilaid me downand slept; I awaked; forthe LORDsustainedme. I will notbe afraidof ten thousandsof people, thathave set themselves againstme round about. Arise, O LORD; saveme, O my God: forthou hast smittenallmine enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast brokenthe teethof the ungodly. Salvation belongeth unto the LORD: thy blessing is uponthy people. Selah.