Psalms 91:8 YLT

⁶  Of pestilence in thick darkness that walketh, Of destruction that destroyeth at noon,

⁷  There fall at thy side a thousand, And a myriad at thy right hand, Unto thee it cometh not nigh.

⁸  But with thine eyes thou lookest, And the reward of the wicked thou seest,

⁹  (For Thou, O Jehovah, 'art' my refuge,) The Most High thou madest thy habitation.

¹⁰  Evil happeneth not unto thee, And a plague cometh not near thy tent,