PSALM

 

Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress,my God, in whom I trust.”

Surely he will save you from the fowler’s snare and from the deadly pestilence. He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart. You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by day, nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at midday. A thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand, but it will not come near you. You will only observe with your eyes and see the punishment of the wicked.

If you say, “The Lord is my refuge,” and you make the Most High your dwelling, no harm will overtake you, no disaster will come near your tent. For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone. You will tread on the lion and the cobra; you will trample the great lion and the serpent.

“Because he loves me,” says the Lord, “I will rescue him; I will protect him, for he acknowledges my name. He will call on me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver him and honour him. With long life I will satisfy him and show him my salvation.”

Psalm 91

 
 
 

Psalm

In the morning I rise, 

Untouched by darkness 

Because I am protected, 

Even here when I can barely 

Defend myself. 


When I am too weak to fight, You tell me, 

That I already have the victory. 

You, I am holding onto you for dear life,

My kind King -

You are the one that saves me. 

I want to drink the depths of your love

Even on bad days.

My Jesus you rescued me then,

And you rescue me now. 

Hanna Glover

“A thousand may fall at your side, 

Ten thousand at your right hand. 

But it will not come near you.” 


These words my father spoke 

Bounced from the walls,

that felt like they were closing in 

And collided with my brokenness. 

The sound bites of ancient truths 

Crashed into my hopeless hands 

And lifted them up. 

Amongst waves, I could barely stand,

But the strength of an almighty king 

And a gentle shepherd

Invaded my veins

And I stood, despite the storm. 

In the shadow of Shaddai,

Is where I lay my head.

In Him, is where I rest.