Psalms
Chapter 3
King David recounteth his danger, when his son Absalom conspired against him: ℣.4 and thanketh God for his delivery: ℣.9 acknowledging all help to be from God. Mystically, Christ's persecution, Death, Burial, and Resurrection.
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The Psalm of David, when he fled from the face of Absalom his son they multiplied that trouble me? Many rise
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Lord why are up against me.
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Many say to my soul: There is no salvation for him in his God.
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But thou Lord art my protector, my glory, & exalting my head.
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With my voice I have cried to our Lord: and he hath heard me from his holy hill.
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I have slept, and have been at rest; and have risen up, because our lord hath taken me.
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I will not fear thousands of people compassing me: arise Lord, save me my God.
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Because thou hast strucken all that are my adversaries without cause: thou hast broken the teeth of sinners.
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Salvation is our Lord's: and thy blessing upon thy people.