How many are my foes, O Lord?
How many against me rise up?
How many say about my soul, there is no help for Him in God?
But who, Lord, are a shield about me?
Who, my glory, who will lift my head up?
I cry to the Lord aloud, who answers from His holy mountain.
When
I rest in peace, and when I rise, You still hold me.
I will not fear a thousand strong, who range on every side against me.
For You, Lord, are a shield about me.
Who, my glory, who will lift my head up?
I cry to the Lord aloud, who answers from His holy mountain.
Arise, O Lord, save me, O my God.
You strike my foes upon their mouth.
You break their teeth, shatter all their lies.
Lord of salvation, rescue me.
Lord, are a shield about me.
Who, my glory, who will lift my head up?
I cry to the Lord aloud, who answers from His holy mountain.
Yes, You, Lord, are a shield about me.
Who, my glory, who will lift my head up?
I cry to the Lord aloud, who answers from His holy mountain.