3 But, thou, Yahweh, art a shield about me, my glory, and the lifter up of my head.
4 With my voice - unto Yahweh, do I cry, and he hath answered me out of his holy mountain. Selah.
5 I, laid me down and slept, - I awoke, Surely, Yahweh, sustaineth me!
6 I will not be afraid of myriads of people, who, round about, have set themselves against me.
7 Rise! Yahweh, Save me, my God. Surely thou hast smitten all my foes on the cheekbone, The teeth of the lawless, hast thou broken.