Psalm 3.

   1  O Lord, how are my foes increased?
         against me many rise.
   2  Many say of my soul, For him
         in God no succor lies.

   3  Yet thou my shield and glory art,
         th' uplifter of mine head.
   4  I cried, and, from his holy hill,
         the Lord me answer made.

   5  I laid me down and slept; I waked;
         for God sustained me.
   6  I will not fear though thousands ten
         set round against me be.

   7  Arise, O Lord; save me, my God;
         for thou my foes hast stroke
      All on the cheek-bone, and the teeth
         of wicked men hast broke.

   8  Salvation doth appertain
         unto the Lord alone:
      Thy blessing, Lord, for evermore
         thy people is upon.


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