Rotherham(i)
3 For, he, will rescue thee, From the snare of the fowler, From the destructive pestilence.
4 With his pinion, will he cover thee, And, under his wings, shalt thou seek refuge, A shield and buckler, is his faithfulness.
5 Thou shalt not be afraid, Of the dread of the night, Of the arrow that flieth by day;
6 Of the pestilence that, in darkness, doth walk, Of the plague that layeth waste at noonday.
7 There shall fall, at thy side, a thousand, Yea, myriads, at thy right hand, Unto thee, shall it not come nigh;
8 Save only, with thine own eyes, shalt thou discern, And, the recompense of the lawless, shalt thou see.
9 Because, thou, [hast made] Yahweh, my refuge,––The Most High, thou hast made thy dwelling–place,
9 Because, thou, [hast made] Yahweh, my refuge,––The Most High, thou hast made thy dwelling–place,