1 He who is dwelling In the secret place of the Most High, In the shade of the Mighty lodgeth habitually,2 He is saying of Jehovah, My refuge, and my bulwark, my God, I trust in Him,3 For He delivereth thee from the snare of a fowler, From a calamitous pestilence.4 With His pinion He covereth thee over, And under His wings thou dost trust, A shield and buckler [is] His truth.