Deliver Me, O LORD!
(2 Samuel 15:13–29)

1A psalme of Dauid when he fled from the face of Absalom his sonne. O God howe are myne enemies increased? many do ryse vp against me.

2Many say of my soule: there is no saluation for it in God. Selah.

3But thou O God art a buckler for me: thou art my worship, and the lifter vp of my head.

4I dyd call vpon God with my voyce, and he hearde me out of his holy hyll. Selah.

5I layde me downe and slept: and I rose vp agayne, for God sustayned me.

6I wyll not be afrayde of ten thousandes of the people: that haue set them selues against me rounde about.

7Arise vp O God, saue thou me O my Lorde: for thou hast smitten all myne enemies vpon the cheeke bone, thou hast broken the teeth of the vngodly.

8Saluation is of God: thy blessing is vpon thy people. Selah.