Lord, let us dwell in Your shelter, the shelter of the Most High. We will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. We will say of the Lord, "He is our refuge and our fortress, our God, whom we trust." Indeed, He will save us from the Fowler's snare and deadly pestilence. He will cover us with His feathers, and under His wings, we will find refuge; His faithfulness will be our shields and ramparts. We 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 our side, ten thousand at our right hand, but it will not come near us. We will only observe with our eyes and see the punishment of the wicked. If we say, "The Lord is our refuge," our dwelling place, no harm will overtake us, and no disaster will come near our tent. For You will command Your angels concerning us, to guard us in all our ways; You will lift us up so that we will not strike our foot against a stone. We will tread on the lion and the cobra; we will trample the great lion and the serpent. "Because You love us," says the Lord, "You will rescue us; You will protect us, for You acknowledge our names. You will call on us, and we will answer You; You will be with us in trouble; You will deliver us, and we will honor You; with long life, we will satisfy You and show You our salvation." in Jesus' name, Amen.
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