Psalms 91:3
For He delivereth thee from the snare of a fowler, From a calamitous pestilence.
For He delivereth thee from the snare of a fowler, From a calamitous pestilence.
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4With His pinion He covereth thee over, And under His wings thou dost trust, A shield and buckler `is' His truth.
5Thou art not afraid of fear by night, Of arrow that flieth by day,
6Of pestilence in thick darkness that walketh, Of destruction that destroyeth at noon,
7There fall at thy side a thousand, And a myriad at thy right hand, Unto thee it cometh not nigh.
1He who is dwelling In the secret place of the Most High, In the shade of the Mighty lodgeth habitually,
2He is saying of Jehovah, `My refuge, and my bulwark, my God, I trust in Him,'
9(For Thou, O Jehovah, `art' my refuge,) The Most High thou madest thy habitation.
10Evil happeneth not unto thee, And a plague cometh not near thy tent,
11For His messengers He chargeth for thee, To keep thee in all thy ways,
12On the hands they bear thee up, Lest thou smite against a stone thy foot.
13On lion and asp thou treadest, Thou trampest young lion and dragon.
14Because in Me he hath delighted, I also deliver him -- I set him on high, Because he hath known My name.
15He doth call Me, and I answer him, I `am' with him in distress, I deliver him, and honour him.
7Our soul as a bird hath escaped from a snare of fowlers, The snare was broken, and we have escaped.
5Be delivered as a roe from the hand, And as a bird from the hand of a fowler.
3For Thou hast been a refuge for me, A tower of strength because of the enemy.
9Keep me from the gin they laid for me, Even snares of workers of iniquity.
21`Jehovah doth cause to cleave to thee the pestilence, till He consume thee from off the ground whither thou art going in to possess it.
19In six distresses He delivereth thee, And in seven evil striketh not on thee.
20In famine He hath redeemed thee from death, And in battle from the hands of the sword.
21When the tongue scourgeth thou art hid, And thou art not afraid of destruction, When it cometh.
10Hidden in the earth is his cord, And his trap on the path.
2Jehovah doth preserve him and revive him, He is happy in the land, And Thou givest him not into the will of his enemies.
3Jehovah supporteth on a couch of sickness, All his bed Thou hast turned in his weakness.
26For Jehovah is at thy side, And He hath kept thy foot from capture.
7Thou `art' a hiding-place for me, From distress Thou dost keep me, `With' songs of deliverance dost compass me. Selah.
9Deliver me from mine enemies, O Jehovah, Near Thee I am covered.
3He sendeth from the heaven, and saveth me, He reproached -- who is panting after me. Selah. God sendeth forth His kindness and His truth.
9From the face of the wicked who spoiled me. Mine enemies in soul go round against me.
10Therefore round about thee `are' snares, And trouble thee doth fear suddenly.
3He suffereth not thy foot to be moved, Thy preserver slumbereth not.
1`The Erring One,' by David, that he sung to Jehovah concerning the words of Cush a Benjamite. O Jehovah, my God, in Thee I have trusted, Save me from all my pursuers, and deliver me.
7Jehovah preserveth thee from all evil, He doth preserve thy soul.
1To the Overseer. -- `Destroy not.' -- A secret treasure of David, in his fleeing from the face of Saul into a cave. Favour me, O God, favour me, For in Thee is my soul trusting, And in the shadow of Thy wings I trust, Until the calamities pass over.
1To the Overseer. -- By David. In Jehovah I trusted, how say ye to my soul, `They moved `to' Thy mountain for the bird?
48My deliverer from mine enemies, Above my withstanders Thou raisest me, From a man of violence dost deliver me.
19To deliver from death their soul, And to keep them alive in famine.
21And I have delivered thee from the hand of evil doers, And I have ransomed thee From the hand of the terrible!
27The fear of Jehovah `is' a fountain of life, To turn aside from snares of death.
3My God `is' my rock -- I take refuge in Him; My shield, and the horn of my salvation, My high tower, and my refuge! My Saviour, from violence Thou savest me!
26and thy carcase hath been for food to every fowl of the heavens, and to the beast of the earth, and there is none causing trembling.
40And Jehovah doth help them and deliver them, He delivereth them from the wicked, And saveth them, Because they trusted in Him!
18for I do certainly deliver thee, and by sword thou fallest not, and thy life hath been to thee for a spoil, for thou hast trusted in Me -- an affirmation of Jehovah.'
5For He hideth me in a tabernacle in the day of evil, He hideth me in a secret place of His tent, On a rock he raiseth me up.
20Thou hast wrought for those trusting in Thee, Before sons of men. Thou hidest them in the secret place of Thy presence, From artifices of man, Thou concealest them in a tabernacle, From the strife of tongues.
4Who is redeeming from destruction thy life, Who is crowning thee -- kindness and mercies,
5Doth a bird fall into a snare of the earth, And there is no gin for it? Doth a snare go up from the ground, And prey it captureth not?
2Jehovah `is' my rock, and my bulwark, And my deliverer, My God `is' my rock, I trust in Him: My shield, and a horn of my salvation, My high tower.
19Many `are' the evils of the righteous, Out of them all doth Jehovah deliver him.
16Gall of asps he sucketh, Slay him doth the tongue of a viper.