1  He who dwells in ^athe shelter of the Most High

will abide in ^bthe shadow of the Almighty.

2  I will say¹ to the Lord, “My ^crefuge and my ^dfortress,

my God, in whom I ^etrust.”

3  For he will deliver you from ^fthe snare of the fowler

and from the deadly pestilence.

4  He will ^gcover you with his pinions,

and under his ^hwings you will ⁱfind refuge;

his ^jfaithfulness is ^ka shield and buckler.

5  ^lYou will not fear ^mthe terror of the night,

nor the arrow that flies by day,

6  nor the pestilence that stalks in darkness,

nor the destruction that wastes at noonday.

7  A thousand may fall at your side,

ten thousand at your right hand,

but it will not come near you.

8  You will only look with your eyes

and ⁿsee the recompense of the wicked.

9  Because you have made the Lord your ^odwelling place—

the Most High, who is my ^crefuge²—

10  ^pno evil shall be allowed to befall you,

^qno plague come near your tent.

11  ^rFor he will command his ^sangels concerning you

to ^tguard you in all your ways.

12  On their hands they will bear you up,

lest you ^ustrike your foot against a stone.

13  You will tread on ^vthe lion and the ^wadder;

the young lion and ^xthe serpent you will ^ytrample underfoot.

14  “Because he ^zholds fast to me in love, I will deliver him;

I will protect him, because he ^aknows my name.

15  When he ^bcalls to me, I will answer him;

I will be with him in trouble;

I will rescue him and ^chonor him.

16  With ^dlong life I will satisfy him

and ^eshow him my salvation.”

1  ^fIt is good to give thanks to the Lord,

to sing praises to your name, ^gO Most High;

2  to declare your ^hsteadfast love in ⁱthe morning,

and your ^hfaithfulness by ⁱnight,

3  to the music of ^jthe lute and ^jthe harp,

to the melody of ^jthe lyre.

4  For you, O Lord, have made me glad by your ^kwork;

at ^lthe works of your hands I sing for joy.

5  How ^mgreat are your works, O Lord!

Your ⁿthoughts are very ^odeep!

6  The stupid man cannot know;

the fool cannot understand this:

7  that though ^pthe wicked sprout like grass

and all ^qevildoers flourish,

they are doomed to destruction forever;

8  but you, O Lord, are ^ron high forever.

9  For behold, your enemies, O Lord,

for behold, your enemies shall perish;

all evildoers shall be ^sscattered.

10  But you have exalted my ^thorn like that of ^uthe wild ox;

you have ^vpoured over me¹ fresh oil.

11  My ^weyes have seen the downfall of my enemies;

my ears have heard the doom of my evil assailants.

12  ^xThe righteous flourish like the palm tree

and grow like a cedar in Lebanon.

13  They are planted in the house of the Lord;

they flourish in ^ythe courts of our God.

14  They still bear fruit in old age;

they are ever full of sap and green,

15  ^zto declare that the Lord is upright;

he is my ^arock, and there is ^bno unrighteousness in him.