Dwelling in the Shelter of the Most High

Psalms 91:1-7

Who so dwelleth in the secrete of the most High, shall abide in the shadowe of the Almightie.

I will say vnto the Lord, O mine hope, and my fortresse: he is my God, in him will I trust.

Surely he will deliuer thee from the snare of the hunter, and from the noysome pestilence.

Hee will couer thee vnder his winges, and thou shalt be sure vnder his feathers: his trueth shall be thy shielde and buckler.

Thou shalt not be afraide of the feare of the night, nor of the arrowe that flyeth by day:

Nor of the pestilence that walketh in the darkenesse: nor of the plague that destroyeth at noone day.

A thousand shall fall at thy side, and tenne thousand at thy right hand, but it shall not come neere thee.