Psalms Chapter 3
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Domine, quid multiplicati.
The prophet’s danger and delivery from his son Absalom: mystically, the passion and resurrection of Christ.
3:1. The psalm of David when he fled from the face of his son Absalom.
3:2. Why, O Lord, are they multipied that afflict me? many are they who rise up against me.
3:3. Many say to my soul: There is no salvation for him in his God.
3:4. But thou, O Lord, art my protector, my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
3:5. I have cried to the Lord with my voice: and he hath heard me from his holy hill.
3:6. I have slept and have taken my rest: and I have risen up, because the Lord hath protected me.
3:7. I will not fear thousands of the people surrounding me: arise, O Lord; save me, O my God.
3:8. For thou hast struck all them who are my adversaries without cause: thou hast broken the teeth of sinners.
3:9. Salvation is of the Lord: and thy blessing is upon thy people.