You who live in the hiding-place provided by the Most High,
who abide in the shadow of Shadday,
will say to Yahweh, "You are my refuge and my stronghold;
my God, in whom I place my trust."
For Yahweh will deliver you from the trap of the person hunting birds
and from the calamitous pestilence;
Yahweh will cover you with his feathers,
under Yahweh's wings you will find refuge;
Yahweh's fidelity is a protecting shield.
You will not fear the terrors of the night,
or the arrow that flies by day,
or the pestilence that roams in darkness,
or the plague that ravages at noon.
A thousand may fall at your side,
aye, ten thousand at your right hand,
but the calamity will not come near you.
With your mere eyes you will look
and see the requital of the wicked.
Here begins the psalm segment for the 19th Sunday after Pentecost, series B
Because you have made Yahweh your refuge,
the Most High your habitation,
no evil will be allowed to meet you,
no affliction shall approach your tent.
For Yahweh will appoint his angels to benefit you,
to guard you in all your ways.
On their hands they will lift you up,
so that you do not knock your foot against a rock.
You will tread on the lion and the cobra,
the young lion and the dragon you will trample under foot.
Those people who cling to me I will deliver,
I will protect those who acknowledge my name.
When they pray to me, I will answer them;
in their time of trouble I will deliver them and honor them.
With a long life I will satisfy them,
and show them my victory.
Ralph W. Klein