Psalm 91

Whoever dwells
in the shelter of the Most High
Will rest in the shadow of the Almighty
I will say of the Lord,
'He is my refuge and my fortress,
My God, in whom I trust
Surely he will save you from the fowler's snare
and from the deadly pestilence
He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings
You will find refuge
his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart
You will not fear the terror of night,
Nor 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 your side,
Ten thousand at your right hand
but it will not come near you
You will only observe with your eyes
and see the punishment of the wicked
If you say, 'The Lord is my refuge,'
And you make the Most High your dwelling
No harm will overtake you
No disaster will come near your tent
For he will command his angels concerning you
To guard you in all your ways
They will lift you up in their hands,
So that you will not strike your foot against a stone
You will tread on the lion and the cobra;
You will trample the great lion and the serpent
'Because he* loves me,' says the Lord,
I will rescue him; I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name.
He will call on me, and I will answer him;
I will be with him in trouble
I will deliver him and honour him
With long life I will satisfy him and show him my salvation.'



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Writer(s): Victory Boyd
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