Zac Fitzsimmons - Psalm 3 Word for Word

O Lord, how many are my foes
Many are rising against me
Many are saying of my soul
There is no salvation for him in God
But you, O Lord, are a shield about me
My glory, and the lifter of my head
I cried aloud to the Lord
And he answered me from his holy hill
I lay down and slept
I woke again, for the Lord sustained me
I will not be afraid of many thousands of people
Who have set themselves against me all around
Arise, O Lord
Save me, O my God
For you strike all my enemies on the cheek
You break the teeth of the wicked
Salvation belongs to the Lord
Your blessing be on your people

Written by:
Zachariah Fitzsimmons

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