¹¹⁴ My hiding place and my shield `art' Thou, For Thy word I have hoped.

¹ He who is dwelling In the secret place of the Most High, In the shade of the Mighty lodgeth habitually,

² He is saying of Jehovah, `My refuge, and my bulwark, my God, I trust in Him,'

⁷ Thou `art' a hiding-place for me, From distress Thou dost keep me, `With' songs of deliverance dost compass me. Selah.

³ And Thou, O Jehovah, `art' a shield for me, My honour, and lifter up of my head.

² And each hath been as a hiding-place `from' wind, And as a secret hiding-place `from' inundation, As rivulets of waters in a dry place, As a shadow of a heavy rock in a weary land.

⁸¹ `Kaph.' Consumed for Thy salvation hath been my soul, For Thy word I have hoped.

⁵ I hoped `for' Jehovah -- hoped hath my soul, And for His word I have waited.

⁶ My soul `is' for the Lord, More than those watching for morning, Watching for morning!

¹¹ For a sun and a shield `is' Jehovah God, Grace and honour doth Jehovah give. He withholdeth not good To those walking in uprightness.

⁷⁴ Those fearing Thee see me and rejoice, Because for Thy word I have hoped.