He that doth in the secret place
Of the most High reside
Under the shade of him that is
Th'Almighty shall abide
I of the Lord my God will say
He is my refuge still
He is my fortress, and my God
And in him trust I will
Assuredly he shall thee save
And give deliverance
From subtle fowler's snare, and from
The noisome pestilence
His feathers shall thee hide; thy trust
Under his wings shall be
His faithfulness shall be a shield
And buckler unto thee
Thou shalt not need to be afraid
For terrors of the night
Nor for the arrow that doth fly
By day, while it is light
Nor for the pestilence, that walks
In darkness secretly
Nor for destruction, that doth waste
At noon-day openly
A thousand at thy side shall fall
On thy right hand shall lie
Ten-thousand dead; yet unto thee
It shall not once come nigh
Only thou with thine eyes shalt look
And a beholder be
And thou therein the just reward
Of wicked men shalt see
Because the Lord, who constantly
My refuge is alone
Ev'n the most High, is made by thee
Thy habitation
No plague shall near thy dwelling come
Ho ill shall thee befall
For thee to keep in all thy ways
His angels charge he shall
They in their hands shall bear thee up
Still waiting thee upon
Lest thou at any time should'st dash
Thy feet against a stone
Upon the adder thou shalt tread
And on the lion strong
Thy feet on dragons trample shall
And on the lions young
Because on me he set his love
I'll save and set him free
Because my great name he hath known
I will him set on high
He'll call on me, I'll answer him
I will be with him still
In trouble, to deliver him
And honor him I will
With length of days unto his mind
I will him satisfy
I also my salvation
Will cause his eyes to see