Psalm three.
Lord.
How are they increased the troubled me.
Many are they that rise up against me.
Many of there be, which say of my soul.
There is no help for him in God.
Saylah.
But thou all Lord are a shield for me.
My glory and the lifter up of mine head.
I cried unto the Lord with my voice.
And he heard me out of his holy hill, say LA.
I laid me down that slept, I awakened for the Lord.
Sustained me.
I will not be afraid of 10 thousands of people that have set
themselves against me, roundabout.
Arisal Lord save me.
Oh, my God for thou has smitten all mine, enemies upon the cheekbone.
Thou has broken the teeth of the ungodly.
Salvation belongeth unto the Lord.
I blessing is upon thy people say, LA.