Psalm 3

A Psalm. To Dauid, when he was running away before the face of Abessalom his son.

1. O Lord, why did those afflicting me multiply?
   Many arise against me.
2. Many say to my soul,
   There is no deliverance for him in his God.

3. But you, O Lord, are my protector,
   my glory, and the one lifting my head.
4. With my voice I cried to the Lord,
   And he hearkened to me from his holy mountain.

5. I lay down and slept,
   I arose, because the Lord will protect me.
6. I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people,
   those circling to attack me.
7. Arise, O Lord! Deliver me, O my God!
   Because you struck all those hostile to me for nothing.
   You have shattered the teeth of sinners.
8. Deliverance is the Lord’s,
   And your eulogy is upon your people.

Notes

Verse 8

“Your eulogy”: ‘Blessed’ is sometimes the Greek word MAKARIOS — “a good place to be from a God-like perspective”. The word here, however, is EULOGIA — in effect the Lord speaking well of us.

For more about this translation, see my blog “The Septuagint Psalms”.