For in the dayof troubleHe will concealme in His tabernacle;In the secretplaceof His tentHe will hideme; He will liftme up on a rock.
The nameof the LORDis a strongtower;The righteousrunsinto it and is safe.
You hidethem in the secretplaceof Your presencefrom the conspiraciesof man;You keepthem secretlyin a shelterfrom the strifeof tongues.
ThoughI walkin the midstof trouble,You will reviveme; You will stretchforthYour handagainstthe wrathof my enemies,And Your righthandwill saveme.
He who dwellsin the shelterof the MostHighWill abidein the shadowof the Almighty.
You are my hidingplaceand my shield;I waitfor Your word.
Callupon Me in the dayof trouble;I shall rescueyou, and you will honorMe."
He broughtme up out of the pitof destruction,out of the miryclay,And He setmy feetupon a rockmakingmy footstepsfirm.
For you have diedand your lifeis hiddenwith Christin God.
Keepme as the appleof the eye;Hideme in the shadowof Your wings
Godis our refugeand strength,A verypresenthelpin trouble.
Come,my people,enterinto your roomsAnd closeyour doorsbehindyou; Hidefor a littlewhileUntilindignationruns[its] course.
"He will callupon Me, and I will answerhim; I will be with him in trouble;I will rescuehim and honorhim.
Be graciousto me, O God,be graciousto me, For my soultakesrefugein You; And in the shadowof Your wingsI will takerefugeUntildestructionpassesby.
Eachwill be like a refugefrom the windAnd a shelterfrom the storm,Like streamsof waterin a drycountry,Like the shadeof a hugerockin a parchedland.
From the endof the earthI callto You when my heartis faint;Leadme to the rockthat is higherthanI.
He makesmy feetlike hinds'[feet], And setsme upon my highplaces.
They makeshrewdplansagainstYour people,And conspiretogether againstYour treasuredones.
In the dayof my troubleI soughtthe Lord;In the nightmy handwas stretchedout withoutweariness;My soulrefusedto be comforted.
O LORD,they soughtYou in distress;They could only whispera prayer,Your chasteningwas upon them.
Why do You standafaroff, O LORD?Why do You hide[Yourself] in timesof trouble?
"Jerusalem,Jerusalem,who killsthe prophetsand stonesthosewho are sentto her! How oftenI wantedto gatheryour childrentogether,the waya hengathersher chicksunderher wings,and you were unwilling.
He was hiddenwith them in the houseof Godsixyearswhile Athaliahreignedoverthe land.
Blessedbe the LORD,For He has mademarvelousHis lovingkindnessto me in a besiegedcity.
He puta newsongin my mouth,a songof praiseto our God;Manywill seeand fearAnd will trustin the LORD.
For You have beena refugefor me, A towerof strengthagainstthe enemy.
