He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High,
Who abides under the shadow of Ĕl Shaddai,

2 He is saying of 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄,
“My refuge and my stronghold,
My Elohim, in whom I trust!”

3 For He delivers you from the snare of a trapper,
From the destructive pestilence.

4 He covers you with His feathers,
And under His wings you take refuge;
His truth is a shield and armour.

5 You are not afraid of the dread by night,
Of the arrow that flies by day,

6 Of the pestilence that walks in darkness,
Of destruction that ravages at midday.

7 A thousand fall at your side,
And ten thousand at your right hand;
But it does not come near you.

8 Only with your eyes you look on,
And see the reward of the wicked.

9 Because you have made 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 –
My refuge, the Most High – your dwelling place,

10 No evil befalls you,
And a plague does not come near your tent;

11 For He commands His messengers concerning you,
To guard you in all your ways.

12 They bear you up in their hands,
Lest you dash your foot against a stone.

13 You tread upon lion and cobra,
Young lion and serpent you trample underfoot.

14 “Because he clings to Me in love,
Therefore I deliver him;
I exalt him,
Because he has known My Name.

15 “When he calls on Me,
I answer him;
I am with him in distress;
I deliver him and esteem him.

16 “With long life I satisfy him,
And show him My deliverance.”