He shall abide before God forever; appoint mercy and truth to preserve him.

i1 [A Psalm of David.] i0 par O Jehovah, who may abide in Your tent? Who may dwell on Your holy hill?

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; and I shall dwell in the house of Jehovah forever.

One thing I have desired from Jehovah, that I will seek after: That I may dwell in the house of Jehovah all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of Jehovah, and to inquire in His temple.

i1 [A Prayer of Moses the man of God.] i0 par O Lord, You have been our dwelling place from generation to generation.

He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.

Those who are planted in the house of Jehovah shall flourish in the courts of our God.

He who overcomes, I will make him a pillar in the temple of My God, and he shall never go out any more. And I will write on him the name of My God and the name of the city of My God, the New Jerusalem, which comes down out of Heaven from My God; and My new name.

Keep me as the pupil of the eye; hide me under the shadow of Your wings,

i1 [To the chief Musician. Altaschith. Michtam of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave.] i0 par Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me; for my soul trusts in You. Yea, in the shadow of Your wings I will make my refuge, until these calamities pass by.

In God is my salvation and my glory; the rock of my strength; my refuge is in God.

Because You have been my help, therefore in the shadow of Your wings will I rejoice.

He shall cover you with His feathers, and under His wings you shall take refuge; His truth shall be your shield and buckler.

Look on my right hand and see, for there is no one who acknowledges me; refuge has vanished from me; no one cares for my soul.

I cried out unto You, O Jehovah: I said, You are my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.

May Jehovah reward your work, and full wages be given you by Jehovah the God of Israel, under whose wings you have come for refuge.

O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, the one who kills the prophets and stones those who are sent to her, how often I wanted to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, but you were not willing!

that by two immutable things, in which it is impossible for God to lie, we might have strong consolation, who have fled for refuge to lay hold of the hope set before us.