Keep me as the apple, the daughter of the eye; In shadow of Thy wings thou dost hide me.

And He rideth on a cherub, and doth fly, And He flieth on wings of wind.

How precious is Thy kindness, O God, And the sons of men In the shadow of Thy wings do trust.

Though ye do lie between two boundaries, Wings of a dove covered with silver, And her pinions with yellow gold.

To the Overseer. -- 'Destroy not.' -- A secret treasure of David, in his fleeing from the face of Saul into a cave. Favour me, O God, favour me, For in Thee is my soul trusting, And in the shadow of Thy wings I trust, Until the calamities pass over.

I sojourn in Thy tent to the ages, I trust in the secret place of Thy wings. Selah.

For Thou hast been a help to me, And in the shadow of Thy wings I sing.

With His pinion He covereth thee over, And under His wings thou dost trust, A shield and buckler is His truth.

And He raineth on them flesh as dust, And as sand of the seas -- winged fowl,

Who is laying the beam of His upper chambers in the waters, Who is making thick clouds His chariot, Who is walking on wings of wind,

I take the wings of morning, I dwell in the uttermost part of the sea,

The wild beast, and all cattle, Creeping thing, and winged bird,