⁴ Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

123 Unto thee lift I up mine eyes, O thou that dwellest in the heavens.

⁷ Thou art my hiding place; thou shalt preserve me from trouble; thou shalt compass me about with songs of deliverance. Selah.

¹¹⁴ Thou art my hiding place and my shield: I hope in thy word.

⁷ In God is my salvation and my glory: the rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God.