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

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

^{3 Ref} For He delivereth thee from the snare of a fowler, From a calamitous pestilence.

^{4 Ref} With His pinion He covereth thee over, And under His wings thou dost trust, A shield and buckler `is' His truth.

^{5 Ref} Thou art not afraid of fear by night, Of arrow that flieth by day,

^{6 Ref} Of pestilence in thick darkness that walketh, Of destruction that destroyeth at noon,

^{7 Ref} There fall at thy side a thousand, And a myriad at thy right hand, Unto thee it cometh not nigh.

^{8 Ref} But with thine eyes thou lookest, And the reward of the wicked thou seest,

^{9 Ref} (For Thou, O Jehovah, `art' my refuge,) The Most High thou madest thy habitation.

^{10 Ref} Evil happeneth not unto thee, And a plague cometh not near thy tent,

^{11 Ref} For His messengers He chargeth for thee, To keep thee in all thy ways,

^{12 Ref} On the hands they bear thee up, Lest thou smite against a stone thy foot.

^{13 Ref} On lion and asp thou treadest, Thou trampest young lion and dragon.

^{14 Ref} Because in Me he hath delighted, I also deliver him -- I set him on high, Because he hath known My name.

^{15 Ref} He doth call Me, and I answer him, I `am' with him in distress, I deliver him, and honour him.

^{16 Ref} With length of days I satisfy him, And I cause him to look on My salvation!