With my voice - unto Yahweh, do I cry, and he hath answered me out of his holy mountain. Selah.

I, laid me down and slept, - I awoke, Surely, Yahweh, sustaineth me!

I will not be afraid of myriads of people, who, round about, have set themselves against me.

To Yahweh, belongeth Salvation! Upon thy people, be thy blessing. Selah.

Rise! Yahweh, Save me, my God. Surely thou hast smitten all my foes on the cheekbone, The teeth of the lawless, hast thou broken.

Yahweh! how have mine adversaries multiplied, Multitudes, are rising against me;

But, thou, Yahweh, art a shield about me, my glory, and the lifter up of my head.