O Lord, how many are my foes!
How many rise up against me!
Many are saying of me,
"God will not deliver me."
But you are a shield around me, O Lord;
you bestow glory on me and lift up
To the Lord I cry aloud,
and he answers me from his holy hill.
I lie down and sleep;
I wake again, because the Lord sustains me.
I will not fear the tens of thousands
drawn up against me on every side.
Arise, O Lord!
Deliver me, O my God!
Strike all my enemies on the jaw;
break the teeth of the wicked.
From the Lord comes deliverance.
May your blessing be on your people.
Got this from the Sunday sermon. Like God is talking to me. Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder!