5. Thou art not afraid of fear by night, Of arrow that flieth by day,
6. Of pestilence in thick darkness that walketh, Of destruction that destroyeth at noon,
7. There fall at thy side a thousand, And a myriad at thy right hand, Unto thee it cometh not nigh.
8. But with thine eyes thou lookest, And the reward of the wicked thou seest,
9. (For Thou, O Jehovah, [art] my refuge,) The Most High thou madest thy habitation.
10. Evil happeneth not unto thee, And a plague cometh not near thy tent,