He will cover you with his feathers,
And under his wings
You will find refuge;
His faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.
You will not fear the terror of night,
Nor the arrow that flies by day,
Nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness,
nor the plague that destroys at midday.
A thousand may fall at your side,
Ten thousand at your right hand,
But it will not come near you.
A prayer for the one who adopts this piece:
May all the great times
and ALL the scrappy times
be woven together
with golden threads
by the ultimate
Big Daddy Weaver in the sky…
so that you may be used
as a comforter
to those in need nearby!
In the mighty name of Jesus,