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,
11. For His messengers He chargeth for thee, To keep thee in all thy ways,