Indwelling

He who dwells in the shelter of God
Will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
For it is He who delivers me from the snare and the plague.
My refuge, my fortress,
My God, in whom I trust.
My refuge, my fortress,
My God, in whom I trust.
I will not be afraid of night,
Of the arrow that flies by day.
Or the plague that stalks in darkness
Of the destruction that lays waste at noon.
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A thousand may fall at your side,
And ten thousand at your right hand.
This danger shall not approach my tent.
I will only look with your eyes
And see the recompense of the wicked.
For I have made the Lord, my refuge
The Most High, my dwelling place.