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Young's Literal Translation YLT
1 LORD, how many are my foes! How many rise up against me!
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A Psalm of David, in his fleeing from the face of Absalom his son. Jehovah, how have my distresses multiplied! Many are rising up against me.
2 Many are saying of me, “God will not deliver him.”
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Many are saying of my soul, `There is no salvation for him in God.' Selah.
3 But you, LORD, are a shield around me, my glory, the One who lifts my head high.
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And Thou, O Jehovah, [art] a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.
4 I call out to the LORD, and he answers me from his holy mountain.
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My voice [is] unto Jehovah: I call: And He answereth me from his holy hill, Selah.
5 I lie down and sleep; I wake again, because the LORD sustains me.
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I -- I have lain down, and I sleep, I have waked, for Jehovah sustaineth me.
6 I will not fear though tens of thousands assail me on every side.
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I am not afraid of myriads of people, That round about they have set against me.
7 Arise, LORD! Deliver me, my God! Strike all my enemies on the jaw; break the teeth of the wicked.
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Rise, O Jehovah! save me, my God. Because Thou hast smitten All mine enemies [on] the cheek. The teeth of the wicked Thou hast broken.
8 From the LORD comes deliverance. May your blessing be on your people.
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Of Jehovah [is] this salvation; On Thy people [is] Thy blessing! Selah.
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