Psalms Chapit 3
New International Version
1 Psalm 3 A psalm of David. When he fled from his son Absalom. O Lord, how many are my foes! How many rise up against me!
2 Many are saying of me, “God will not deliver him.” Selah
3 But you are a shield around me, O Lord; you bestow glory on me and lift up my head.
4 To the Lord I cry aloud, and he answers me from his holy hill. Selah
5 I lie down and sleep; I wake again, because the Lord sustains me.
6 I will not fear the tens of thousands drawn up against me on every side.
7 Arise, O Lord! Deliver me, O my God! Strike all my enemies on the jaw; break the teeth of the wicked.
8 From the Lord comes deliverance. May your blessing be on your people. Selah
Vèsè Jou a
"Pawòl ou a tankou yon lanp k ap klere chemen m, yon limyè k ap klere devan m."
— Sòm 119:105
Wè vèsè konplè →Sove vèsè ou yo, rantre nan kongregasyon ou a
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