Those who live in the shelter
Of the Most High, of the Most High
Will find rest in the shadow
Of the Almighty
Those who live in the shelter
Of the Most High, of the Most High
Will find rest in the shadow
Of the Almighty
For He will deliver you from every trap and disease
For He will cover you with his pinions
For you will find refuge underneath His wings
His faithfulness, your armor and protection
Those who live in the shelter
Of the Most High, of the Most High
Will find rеst in the shadow
Of the Almighty
Don’t be afraid of thе terrors of the night
Of the arrows of the day, disease or disaster
Though a thousand fall, ten thousand at your right
All these evils will not come near you
Those who live in the shelter
Of the Most High, of the Most High
Will find rest in the shadow
Of the Almighty
He will command all His angels
To guard you in all of your ways
Upon their hands they will bear you
You’ll trample the lion, the serpent, the snake
He will command all His angels
To guard you in all of your ways
Upon their hands they will bear you
You’ll trample the lion, the serpent, the snake
He will command all His angels
To guard you in all of your ways
Upon their hands they will bear you
You’ll trample the lion, the serpent, the snake
He will command all His angels
To guard you in all of your ways
Upon their hands they will bear you
You’ll trample the lion, the serpent, the snake
Song by Poor Bishop Hooper
Written by Jesse Roberts