The Holy Bible

1Lord, how are they increased that trouble me!
many are they that rise up against me. 2 Many there be which say of my soul,
There is no help for him in God.  Selah   3 But thou, O Lord, art a shield for me;
my glory, and the lifter up of mine head. 4 I cried unto the Lord with my voice,
and he heard me out of his holy hill.  Selah   5 I laid me down and slept;
I awaked; for the Lord sustained me. 6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people,
that have set themselves against me round about.   7 Arise, 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.   8 Salvation belongeth unto the Lord:
thy blessing is upon thy people.  Selah