CAB(i)
1 Praise of a Song, by David. He that dwells in the help of the Highest, shall sojourn under the shelter of the God of heaven.
2 He shall say to the Lord, You are my helper and my refuge; my God; I will trust in Him.
3 For He shall deliver you from the snare of the fowler, from every troublesome matter.
4 He shall overshadow you with His shoulders, and You shall trust under His wings; His truth shall cover you with a shield.
5 You shall not be afraid of terror by night; nor of the arrow flying by day;
6 nor of the evil thing that walks in darkness; nor of calamity, and the evil spirit at noonday.
7 A thousand shall fall at your side, and ten thousand at your right hand; but it shall not come near you.
8 Only with your eyes shall you observe and see the reward of sinners.
9 For You, O Lord, are my hope; You, my soul, have made the Most High your refuge.
10 No evils shall come upon you, and no scourge shall draw near to your dwelling.