| Chapter 91 |
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He who is dwelling In the secret place of the Most High, In the shade of the Mighty lodgeth habitually, |
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He is saying of Jehovah, `My refuge, and my bulwark, my God, I trust in Him,` |
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For He delivereth thee from the snare of a fowler, From a calamitous pestilence. |
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With His pinion He covereth thee over, And under His wings thou dost trust, A shield and buckler is His truth. |
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Thou art not afraid of fear by night, Of arrow that flieth by day, |
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Of pestilence in thick darkness that walketh, Of destruction that destroyeth at noon, |
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There fall at thy side a thousand, And a myriad at thy right hand, Unto thee it cometh not nigh. |
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But with thine eyes thou lookest, And the reward of the wicked thou seest, |
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(For Thou, O Jehovah, art my refuge,) The Most High thou madest thy habitation. |
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Evil happeneth not unto thee, And a plague cometh not near thy tent, |
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For His messengers He chargeth for thee, To keep thee in all thy ways, |
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On the hands they bear thee up, Lest thou smite against a stone thy foot. |
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On lion and asp thou treadest, Thou trampest young lion and dragon. |
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Because in Me he hath delighted, I also deliver him -- I set him on high, Because he hath known My name. |
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He doth call Me, and I answer him, I am with him in distress, I deliver him, and honour him. |
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With length of days I satisfy him, And I cause him to look on My salvation! |
