Versos English Cotton Mather Psal. XCI

English poem

Psal. XCI

by (1663–1728)

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He that within the secresie of th' highest doth reside, In shadow of th' Almightie he shall lodging safe abide. He is my hope and fortress high I of the Lord will say: He is my God, and in him I my confidence will stay.

The fowlers snare surely from thence he shall deliver thee; And from th' infectious pestilence he also shall thee free. He with his feathers shall thee hide; thy trust in's wings shall be: His strength shall as a shield abide, and buckler unto thee.

With fear thou shalt not be dismai'd for terrour by the night: Nor of the arrow be afraid, that hath by day his flight. Nor for the plagues infection, that walks in darkness fast. Nor for the sore destruction that doth at noon day wast.

A thousand at thy side shall fall yea, and ten thousand here At thy right hand; but yet it shall not unto thee come near. This thing thou only with thine eyes: shalt heedfully regard: Thou shalt behold how that likewise the wicked have reward.

For (thou hast said) Jehovah thou art my protection: The highest one thou mak'st also thine habitation. Not any evil casually shall unto thee befal: Nor yet shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling place at all,

Because that he his Angles will command concerning thee; That they may thee preserve from ill whereas thy ways shall be The hollow of their hands upon thee safe they shall up bare; Lest thou thy foot against a stone shouldst dash at unaware.

Thou shalt upon the Lion strong and on the adder go: The Dragon and the Lion young thou trample shalt also. For he hath set his love on me, him therefore free will I; Because that known my name hath he, I will him set on high.

He shall in pray'r call on me, and I will answer him: I will with him in trouble be, I'll freely him redeem. And I will honour him also, Him I will satisfie With length of days, and to him shew my saving health will I.