Psalm 91:2,3

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1. KJV King James Version

   2 I will say of the LORD, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.

   3 Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.

2. NIV New International Version

   2 I will say of the Lord, "He is my refuge and my fortress,

   my God, in whom I trust."

   3 Surely he will save you

   from the fowler’s snare

   and from the deadly pestilence.

3. ESV English Standard Version

   2 I will say*91:2 Septuagint He will say to the Lord, "My *ver. 9;See Ps. 14:6refuge and my *See Ps. 18:2fortress,

   my God, in whom I *See Ps. 11:1trust."

   3 For he will deliver you from *Ps. 124:7;140:5;141:9;Prov. 6:5the snare of the fowler

   and from the deadly pestilence.

4. NLT New Living Translation

   2 This I declare about the Lord:

   He alone is my refuge, my place of safety;

   he is my God, and I trust him.

   3 For he will rescue you from every trap

   and protect you from deadly disease.

5. NKJV Nova Versão King James

   2 *Ps. 142:5I will say of the Lord, "He is my refuge and my fortress;

   My God, in Him I will trust."

   3 Surely *Ps. 124:7; Prov. 6:5He shall deliver you from the snare of the fowler

   And from the perilous pestilence.

6. CSB Christian Standard Bible

   2 I will say  * 91:1–2 LXX, Syr, Jer read 2Almighty, saying, or 2Almighty, he will say concerning the  Lord, who is my refuge and my fortress,

   my God in whom I trust:  * 91:2 Ps 18:2; 61:4; 62:7–8

   3 He himself will rescue you from the bird trap,  * 91:3 Ps 124:7; 141:9; Ec 9:12

   from the destructive plague.

7. DRA Douay-Rheims American 1899

   2 It is good to give praise to the Lord: and to sing to thy name, O most High.

   3 To shew forth thy mercy in the morning, and thy truth in the night:

8. MSG The Message

   1-13 You who sit down in the High God’s presence,

   spend the night in Shaddai’s shadow,

   Say this: "God, you’re my refuge.

   I trust in you and I’m safe!"

   That’s right—he rescues you from hidden traps,

   shields you from deadly hazards.

   His huge outstretched arms protect you—

   under them you’re perfectly safe;

   his arms fend off all harm.

   Fear nothing—not wild wolves in the night,

   not flying arrows in the day,

   Not disease that prowls through the darkness,

   not disaster that erupts at high noon.

   Even though others succumb all around,

   drop like flies right and left,

   no harm will even graze you.

   You’ll stand untouched, watch it all from a distance,

   watch the wicked turn into corpses.

   Yes, because God’s your refuge,

   the High God your very own home,

   Evil can’t get close to you,

   harm can’t get through the door.

   He ordered his angels

   to guard you wherever you go.

   If you stumble, they’ll catch you;

   their job is to keep you from falling.

   You’ll walk unharmed among lions and snakes,

   and kick young lions and serpents from the path.