He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will
Rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
We say of the Lord:
“He’s my Refuge and my Fortress, my God
in whom we trust.
Surely he will save us from the fowler’s snare and
from the deadly pestilence.
He still covers us with his feathers and under his wings
we will find refuge.
His faithfulness will be our shield and rampart.
We will not fear the terror of night
or the arrow that flies by day,
nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness
nor the plague that destroys at midday.
A thousand may fall at our side,
ten thousand at our right hand
but it will not come near us.
We will only observe with our eyes and
see the punishment of the wicked.
If we make the most High our dwelling
even the Lord who is our refuge
then no harm will befall us.
No disaster will come near our tent.
For He will command His angels
concerning us to guard us in all our ways
They will lift us up in their hands
so that we will not strike our feet against a stone.
We will tread upon the lion and the cobra
We will trample the great lion and the serpent
because they love me, says the Lord:
“I will rescue them; I will protect them
for they acknowledge My Name.
They will call upon Me and I will
I will be with them in trouble
I will deliver them and honor them
With long life will I satisfy them
and show them My Salvation!”