Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings,

How excellent is thy lovingkindness, O God! therefore the children of men put their trust under the shadow of thy wings.

Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge, until these calamities be overpast.

Because thou hast been my help, therefore in the shadow of thy wings will I rejoice.

Woe to the land shadowing with wings, which is beyond the rivers of Ethiopia: