1 He who is dwelling || In the secret place of the Most High, || Habitually lodges in the shade of the Mighty,

2 He is saying of YHWH, “My refuge, and my bulwark, my God, I trust in Him,”

3 For He delivers you from the snare of a fowler, || From a calamitous pestilence.

4 He covers you over with His pinion, || And under His wings you trust, || His truth [is] a shield and buckler.

5 You are not afraid of fear by night, || Of arrow that flies by day,

6 Of pestilence that walks in thick darkness, || Of destruction that destroys at noon,

7 One thousand fall at your side, || And a myriad at your right hand, || [But] it does not come near to you.

8 But with your eyes you look, || And you see the reward of the wicked,

9 (For You, O YHWH, [are] my refuge), || You made the Most High your habitation.

10 Evil does not happen to you, || And a plague does not come near your tent,

11 For He charges His messengers for you, || To keep you in all your ways,

12 On the hands they bear you up, || Lest you strike your foot against a stone.

13 You tread on lion and cobra, || You trample young lion and dragon.

Psalms 91:1-13, Literal Standard Version. Copyright © 2020 Covenant Press.
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