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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. Psalms 91:1-7, Literal Standard Version. Copyright © 2020 Covenant Press.
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