My Refuge





He who 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 shall save you

From the fowlers 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 deliver him

And I will honour him.


With long life,

I will satisfy him

And show him

My salvation."

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Psalm 91

New Living Translation


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