PSALM 3

A Psalm of David, when he fled from the presence of his son

Absalom in the wilderness.
Lord, why are they increased that trouble me? many are they
that rise up against me.
Many there be which say to my soul, There is no salvation for
him in his God.
But Thou, O Lord, art my helper, my glory, and the lifter up of
mine head.
I cried unto the Lord with my voice, and He heard me out of
His holy mount.
I laid me down and slept; I arose, for the Lord will help me.
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set
themselves against me round about.
Arise, O Lord; save me, O my God: for Thou hast smitten all
them that are mine enemies without a cause; Thou hast broken the
teeth of sinners.
Salvation is of the Lord, and Thy blessing is upon Thy people.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit,
both now and ever, and unto the ages of ages. Amen.
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia, glory to Thee, O God.
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia, glory to Thee, O God.
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia, glory to Thee, O God.
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Lord, have mercy; Lord, have mercy; Lord, have mercy.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit,
both now and ever, and unto the ages of ages. Amen.