Psalm 3

From Scottish Metrical Psalms 1650

Meter: 8,6,8,6

1    O Lord, how are my foes increas'd?
       against me many rise.
2    Many say of my soul, For him
       in God no succour lies.
3    Yet thou my shield and glory art,
       th' uplifter of mine head.
4    I cry'd, and, from his holy hill,
       the Lord me answer made.

5    I laid me down and slept; I wak'd;
       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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