3:2 Many say about me,
“God will not deliver him.”
3:3 But you, Lord, are a shield that protects me;
you are my glory
3:4 To the Lord I cried out,
and he answered me from his holy hill.
3:5 I rested and slept;
I awoke,
3:6 I am not afraid
who attack me from all directions.
3:7 Rise up,
Deliver me, my God!
Yes,
you will break the teeth
3:8 The Lord delivers;
you show favor to your people.