I will not be afraid of myriads of people, who, round about, have set themselves against me.

The meshes of death encompassed me, The torrents of perdition, made me afraid;

Yahweh, is my light and my salvation, Of whom shall I be afraid? Yahweh, is the refuge of my life, Of whom shall I be in dread?

What day I am afraid, I, unto thee will direct my confidence.

Thou shalt not be afraid, Of the dread of the night, Of the arrow that flieth by day;

Of evil tidings, shall he not be afraid, Established is his heart, led to trust in Yahweh;

Upheld is his heart, he shall not be afraid, until that he gazeth on his foes.