مَزْمُورٌ لِدَاوُدَ حِينَمَا هَرَبَ مِنْ وَجْهِ أَبْشَالُومَ ابْنِهِ.
1يَا رَبُّ، مَا أَكْثَرَ مُضَايِقِيَّ، كَثِيرُونَ قَائِمُونَ عَلَيَّ.2كَثِيرُونَ يَقُولُونَ لِنَفْسِي: لَيْسَ لَهُ خَلاَصٌ بِإِلَهِهِ. سِلاَهْ.
3أَمَّا أَنْتَ، يَا رَبُّ، فَتُرْسٌ لِي، مَجْدِي وَرَافِعُ رَأْسِي.4بِصَوْتِي إِلَى الرَّبِّ أَصْرُخُ، فَيُجِيبُنِي مِنْ جَبَلِ قُدْسِهِ. سِلاَهْ.
5أَنَا اضْطَجَعْتُ وَنِمْتُ، اسْتَيْقَظْتُ لأَنَّ الرَّبَّ يَعْضُدُنِي.6لاَ أَخَافُ مِنْ رَبَوَاتِ الشُّعُوبِ الْمُصْطَفِّينَ عَلَيَّ مِنْ حَوْلِي.7قُمْ، يَا رَبُّ، خَلِّصْنِي، يَا إِلَهِي. لأَنَّكَ ضَرَبْتَ كُلَّ أَعْدَائِي عَلَى الْفَكِّ، هَشَّمْتَ أَسْنَانَ الأَشْرَارِ.8لِلرَّبِّ الْخَلاَصُ، عَلَى شَعْبِكَ بَرَكَتُكَ. سِلاَهْ.
1A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. LORD, how are they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.2Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.3But thou, O LORD, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.4I cried unto the LORD with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. Selah.5I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the LORD sustained me.6I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.7Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly.8Salvation belongeth unto the LORD: thy blessing is upon thy people. Selah.