⁹ For thou, O Jehovah, art my refuge! Thou hast made the Most High thy habitation;

³ Be thou to me a rock of habitation, whereunto I may continually resort: Thou hast given commandment to save me; For thou art my rock and my fortress.

¹ Lord, thou hast been our dwelling-place In all generations.

⁴ Look on `my' right hand, and see; For there is no man that knoweth me: Refuge hath failed me; No man careth for my soul.

⁵ I cried unto thee, O Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.

¹ He that dwelleth in the secret place of the Most High Shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.

² I will say of Jehovah, He is my refuge and my fortress; My God, in whom I trust.

⁵ Happy is he that hath the God of Jacob for his help, Whose hope is in Jehovah his God:

⁶ Who made heaven and earth, The sea, and all that in them is; Who keepeth truth for ever;