A Mizmor of David, when he fled from Avshalom his son.
Yahuah, how are they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.
Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in Elohiym. Celah.
But you, O Yahuah, are a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
I cried unto El-Yahuah with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. Celah.
I laid me down and slept; I awoke; for Yahuah sustained me.
I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.
Arise, O Yahuah; save me, O Elohai: for you have smitten all my enemies upon the cheek bone; you have broken the teeth of the wicked.
Yeshu`ah belongs unto Yahuah: your blessing is upon your people. Celah.