Whoever lives in the shelter of the Most High, *
    will find rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say of the LORD, "My refuge and my fortress, *
    my God, my trust is in Him."

For it is He who rescues you from the fowler's snare, *
    and from the deadly plague.
He will cover you with His feathers, †
    and under His wings you will take refuge, *
    His faithfulness is a shield and wall.
You will not fear the terror by night, or the arrow that flies by day, †
    or the plague that stalks in darkness, *
    or the destruction that strikes at noon.

A thousand will fall at your side, †
    and ten thousand at your right hand, *
    but you will stay out of reach.
You will only look with your eyes, *
    and watch as the wicked are punished.
For you have made the LORD, my refuge, *
    the most high, your fortress.
No evil will touch you, *
    nor plague approach your tent.

For He will give His angels orders concerning you, *
    to protect you in all your ways.
On their hands they will carry you, *
    so you never strike your foot against a stone.
On the lion and cobra you will tread, *
    and trample the young lion and the cobra.

"Since they have loved Me, I will rescue them. *
    I will protect them, because they have known My name.
They will call to Me, and I will answer them; †
    I will be with them in trouble, *
    I will rescue and honor them.
With a long life I will satisfy them, *
    and I will show them My salvation."