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