Psalm 3

William Helder © 2000, 2005

1. How countless are my foes!
   O LORD, how many those
   Who rise up to accuse me,
   Who point at me and shout,
   “God will not help him out!”
   They with their taunts abuse me.
   But You, O LORD, will be
   A shield to cover me
   When I am faint and weary,
   For when you hear me sigh,
   You lift my head up high;
   You are my power and glory.
   
2. I cry to God, and He
   From Zion answers me,
   Not leaving me forsaken.
   In Him I put my trust:
   I go to sleep, and rest
   Until at dawn I waken.
   By thousands I’m beset,
   But God will not forget
   To be my strength and tower.
   Though foes in fierce array
   Encircle me as prey,
   I do not fear their power.
   
3. Arise, O God of might,
   And put my foes to flight.
   Let all their host be scattered!
   For You uphold my cause:
   You strike them on the jaws
   And leave their teeth all shattered.
   The LORD will ever be
   The one who sets us free
   When enemies oppress us.
   O God in whom we trust,
   In You shall we find rest.
   May You forever bless us.