3 For He, He shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler From the pestilence that destroys. 4 With His pinions shall He cover thee, And under His wings shalt thou take refuge, A shield and target is His Troth. 5 Thou shalt not be afraid of the terror of the night, Of the arrow [that] flies by day, 6 Of the pestilence [that] stalks in darkness, Of the sickness [that] devastates at noonday. 7 A thousand may fall at thy side, And a myriad at thy right hand, To thee it shall not reach. 8 Only with thine eyes shalt thou look on, And see the recompense of the wicked. 9_a_ "For Thou, Jehovah, art my refuge." 9_b_ The Most High thou hast made thy dwelling-place. 10 No evil shall befall thee, And no scourge shall come near thy tent. 11 For His angels will He command concerning thee, To keep thee in all thy ways. 12 Upon [their] hands shall they bear thee, Lest thou strike thy foot against a stone. 13 Upon lion and adder shalt thou tread, Thou shalt trample upon young lion and dragon. 14 "Because to Me he clings, therefore will I deliver him I will lift him high because he knows My name. 15 He shall call on Me, and I will answer him; With him will I, even I, be in trouble, I will rescue him and bring him to honour. 16 [With] length of days will I satisfy him, And give him to gaze on My salvation." The solemn sadness of Psalm xc. is set in strong relief by the sunny brightness of this song of happy, perfect trust in the Divine protection. The juxtaposition is, however, probably due to the verbal coincidence of the same expression being used in both psalms in reference to God. In Psalm xc. 1, and in xci. 9, the somewhat unusual designation "dwelling-place" is applied to Him, and the thought conveyed in it runs through the whole of this psalm.