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1The praise of a canticle for David. He that dwelleth in the aid of the most High, shall abide under the protection of the God of Jacob.
2He shall say to the Lord: Thou art my protector, and my refuge: my God, in him will I trust.
3For he hath delivered me from the snare of the hunters: and from the sharp word.
4He will overshadow thee with his shoulders: and under his wings thou shalt trust.
5His truth shall compass thee with a shield: thou shalt not be afraid of the terror of the night.
6Of the arrow that flieth in the day, of the business that walketh about in the dark: of invasion, or of the noonday devil.
7A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand: but it shall not come nigh thee.
8But thou shalt consider with thy eyes: and shalt see the reward of the wicked.
9Because thou, O Lord, art my hope: thou hast made the most High thy refuge.
10There shall no evil come to thee: nor shall the scourge come near thy dwelling.
11For he hath given his angels charge over thee; to keep thee in all thy ways.
12In their hands they shall bear thee up: lest thou dash thy foot against a stone.
13Thou shalt walk upon the asp and the basilisk: and thou shalt trample under foot the lion and the dragon.
14Because he hoped in me I will deliver him: I will protect him because he hath known my name.
15He shall cry to me, and I will hear him: I am with him in tribulation, I will deliver him, and I will glorify him.
16I will fill him with length of days; and I will shew him my salvation.