The Lord is my life and salvation;
(Of whom shall I be afraid?)
He walleth me round like a nation,
When I am dismayed;
He's an army of horsemen and bowmen
When my lovers forsake me,
And smiteth the flesh of the foemen
That take me.

When I cry with my voice He will hear me;
(Of whom shall I be afraid?)
The wild bulls of Bashan shall fear me,
In armor arrayed;
He maketh my feet like the hind's,
So I leap o'er the wall,
And beareth me up on the winds
When I fall.

The Lord He is mighty in power;
(Of whom shall I be afraid?)
He maketh my prison a bower,
Where lilies are laid;
He hideth me in His pavilion,
When troubles o'ertake me,
And loveth me still though a million