I will not fear though thousands ten set round against me be.
Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, yet will I fear none ill: For thou art with me; and thy rod and staff me comfort still.
The Lord of hosts upon our side doth constantly remain: The God of Jacob's our refuge, us safely to maintain.
Therefore, although the earth remove, we will not be afraid: Though hills amidst the seas be cast;
Kings of the earth do set themselves, and princes are combin'd, To plot against the Lord, and his Anointed, saying thus,