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Psal. 91. Qui habitat.

1

He that with him, that is Most-Hie,
in secret shall abide,
Shall to th' Almighties shadow flie,
his safe-lodg'd head to hide.

2

With him: “My refuge, thou, my Fort,
(say to the Lord will I;)
My God, with whom in safeties Port,
my hopes at anchor lie.

3

He, where the Fowler sets his snare,
shall set thee free from thence;
And to preserve thee have a care,
from woefull Pestilence.

4

His wing, to over-shade thee spread,
his plumes thy confidence:

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His Truth a shield to save thy head,
a buckler for defence.

5

Nor shall thee, terrour of the night,
nor arrow shot by day:

6

Nor Plague, that walkes in darkness, smite,
nor noon-tide-Keteb slay.

7

A thousand fall beside thee shall,
yet thou not fall thereby:
Ten thousand at thy right hand fall,
yet thee no Plague come nie.

8

This onely shall thine eye behold,
what payment for their paine:
For what reward their service sold,
what hire the wicked gaine.

9

Because thou, Lord (my hope hath said)
my hope dost fortifie;
The Mansion of my hope is laid
in him, that is Most-Hie.

10

There shall no evill thee befall,
thy Tent no Plague annoy:

11

Thy keepers, he his Angels shall
in all thy waies employ.

12

And they, to beare thee up from ground,
shall joyne their palmes in one:
Thy foot, lest lightly thou shouldst wound,
or dash against a stone.

13

Upon the Lion shalt thou tread,
upon the Aspikes crowne:
The Lions whelp, the Dragons head,
thy foot shall trample downe.

14

Because on me he set his love,
whence his deliverance came;
Him will I set his harmes above,
for he hath knowne my Name.

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15

His calling on me will I heare,
and answer his entreat:
Be with him in distresse, set cleare,
and make his honour great.

16

Long life on him will I bestow,
and fill him full of daies;
And unto him the splendour shew
of my salvations rayes.