Those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength; they will soar on wings like eagles.
They will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.

Saturday, December 31, 2011

Lets see that year recap {2011}

Yes, yes. It's the trend. Let's dive into the past 12 months and see what has happened.

So not to bum you guys out, or anything, but this was a particularly awful year. We will, however, touch on both the positives and negatives, so you don't get suicidal halfway through this post.

So January came in with no bang. I spent New Years Eve with my bestie, Katie, and skyping Nate as the clock striked 12, and immediately afterward there was a parental argument in the Richardson household. Lame lame lame, you could say. I spent the next couple of weeks at home, working at the hurst and hanging out with Nate and Katie, watching an awful lot of TV, basic break stuff. Then we headed back to school and I began what was to be the worst semester of my life.

But no biggie.

So we started classes and at the beginning of the semester had like a hundred snow days right of the bat. Which was kind of nice. But my roommate and I left each other on rather unhappy terms before winter break, so returning was nerve wracking, to say the least. She had befriended the girl who lived next door to us, and I found her, her roommate, and her suitemate, COMPLETELY intimidating and superior, so while she was a wall away laughing her head off, I was cowering in the confines of my room. I spent a lot of time crying in January.

Then I made an appointment with the counseling center and started going to counseling weekly, so things got a little better. Or, at least bearable for the most part.

February I started my Job at College Bound, and I fell right in love.

So twice I week I was riding into Lynn to tutor these kids, which was a wonderful experience. 
Then on Valentines Day weekend, I went to Troy, NY, to visit Nate for the weekend. We spent endless hours watching all three Pirates movies and just hanging out. When he dropped me off at the bus station on Valentines day, shipping me back to school, it was like 65 degrees outside. In february. It was super bizarre. So overall, it was a great weekend. 

So March came and brought spring break with it. I guess this month was a bit better than I remember it being. Sarah's friend Steph came to visit and we all took a trip to the Cheesecake Factory to celebrate spring break's arrival.

So I went back to the 603 and went snowboarding and watched movies and hung out with Nate and Katie and such, and went on birth control for hormonal therapy {because I self-diagnosed myself with PMDD} and then headed back to school.

And whoever said "in like a lion, out like a lamb" about March was mistaken. It came in like a lion and went out with a snow storm on April fools day. So April was filled with snow, to a point. Nate came to visit and we went traversing about the Wenham woods with Leslie and had a MUCH better visit than we did the last time he came.
The night we picked him up, we stopped at Marty's donuts at like 2am and there was some sort of fight or something next door, so there were cops everywhere, and as they were driving away, one of them stopped beside the car, where Nate and I were seated in the back seat, and started interrogating us.
It. Was. Terrible.
And then Sarah and everyone came out and she was like "Oh hey, whats going on?" and the cop was outta there. But I was nauseous. It was bad.

And then Sarah came to visit for easter break {she was pretty terrified of the anonymous north that was the shire}. On Good Friday we went up to inspiration point {a big hill with a cross on top} and coming down, she fell and scraped her hands. In the exact places of where Jesus' nails would have been.

Aaand of course it snowed the day before easter. So we watched a ton of movies and ate a ton of gluten-free food, because Sarah still had Celiacs disease then.

And then April was what it was.

In May I turned 19!

And apart from a variety of small festivities, my birthday proved pretty lame. But Sarah posted about my birthday in student news, and I was given a bouquet of balloons filled with little messages. It was pretty awesome.
But I went home on my birthday and it was rainy and miserable and completely boring.
Then I started my new job a week later {which I was pretty excited about but ended up being me, alone with my thoughts, for 8 hours a day}.

Oh, the world was supposed to end in May, so I spent the alleged last day of the world's existence at my older brother's graduation from Johnson and Wales.
Nothing particularly wonderful happened in June. I found out that Sarah wasn't going on the Wild Semester and just about everyone I know broke up or had serious relationship issues. I started talking to Austin a lot more about everything going on with him and his girlfriend. I struggled with stuff with Nate in June. And I started going to a counselor in June. That's all I really remember.
July was a hard month. July 7th was when Nate and I broke up after a lot of my own internal struggles. But we don't really need to touch on those right now. Then I spent a couple of weeks after that feeling like I cut off an arm and was trying to figure out how to function without it. Which was terribly hard. A lot more tears, a lot more burying myself in my room. But the breakup itself was pretty clean. We talked and then changed the subject and just talked about random things. Like the fat squirrels in the park. But mostly, July was no fun.
Moving along {and running out of steam}, Sarah came to visit again in August. So we dyed our hair {terrible idea, by the way} and watched movies and went swimming...

At Newfound Lake. It was lovely.
... and went to the drive in...

To see Crazy Stupid Love for the second time, and Harry Potter 7.2

And Reunited the Whole Gang.

Left to Right: Chelsea, Liz, Sarah, Me, Leslie. Love my tan line?
And celebrated Sarah's birthday in that way.
And then I saw Nate for the first time since the break up, which was really okay. 

And then I moved back into school! Hurrah!

So began Sophomore year at Gords.

In september, I started this here blog with my first post e'er. And then started blogging semi-regularly. I got my tat!

 I got rid of my facebook {thank God. Unfortunately, I'm back there now.} And went apple picking with the Sarahs after fort night {which is the night we made a fort, not like... two weeks.}
And I met Liz's very eclectic family, which was amusing and nightmarish at the same time.

October was quad-break month. I brought the Sarahs home with me for a weekend of pumpkin carving and scary movie watching. 

And then I didn't sleep again for like a month. Still can't look in a mirror at night.

And then we barely celebrated Halloween. We did get an unseasonable heat wave, followed by an unseasonable snow. So it went from being 90 degrees to 40, to thirty and a foot of snow.

November had thanksgiving and lots of food and LOTS OF SVU! Hurrah! That's pretty much it, really. What a lame-o month.

Ah, we had finals. We had goodbyes to certain friends. We had christmas! We had crafting. And now, we have New Years Eve. Katie and I are going out tonight! Woohoo!

So there's my year. Sorry about the lengthiness of this post!

Happy New Year!

hiding under the covers

I'm chronically afraid of the dark, so i'm hiding under the covers in my bedroom whilst i write this. I'm watching the Wedding Date, because it's my new bedtime movie, and trying to sleep, but sleep won't come. i've developed such terrible sleeping habits, someone needs to stage an intervention.

happy last day of 2011. this year has just flown right by.

Friday, December 30, 2011

My mom, the next presidential assassin.

So my mom and I went to video choice, and upon checking out, I catch her peering at a news paper. "Ah, Mit Romney {does something positive about something negative}."

And then my mom comments: "I don't like him! We should shoot him!"

Well, mom, you can't say those things aloud. I'll try and hide you when they come looking for you.

Woah Guys

Finished up the project and at 11 last night decided to paint my dresser too. Now they are snazzy matching pieces of furniture. Ohhh yeah.

I'll take a picture and post it when my room is clean and nice looking. I've got a bit of work to do. And as for today, I'm off to get the locks chopped. Have a lovely day. It's the second to last of 2011.

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

So I'm sitting here and thinking about how lame my break is and whatnot, and then I start lingering on facebook, where I stumble upon a little survey that a friend filled out, and one of the questions was: when was the last time you really laughed?

Well, I answered this one in my head.
Last thursday. When Nate came over.

And for the past few weeks I've had some serious spiritual issues, and who do I talk to about it? Not my mom, because as much as I love her, I can't stand it when she preaches at me. Not anyone from school, because for a christian campus, we're awful tight-lipped about our individual spirituality. No, I talk to Nate. And when bad things happen, who do I want to talk to?

He's really just a four year old at heart.

This guy.

Which complicates my whole mind set. Because as much as I don't want to be with him, there's always this little nagging feeling that maybe I really do want to be with him.

Now what is that about?

It's pretty frustrating.

The Waiting Place

So I guess I'm just waiting for divine intervention or some supernatural epiphany to help me figure this whole thing out. Weighing pros and cons got old about three months ago.

Blue Tape.

So. Much. Of it.

Tomorrow we paint. As for tonight, I think I'll be sitting around and watching Funny People or something on TV.

And that's about it. Welcome to my simply thrilling life.


Forgot to mention that I had three substantial cups of coffee today, so now its 1:25 and I stil don't feel like sleep.

I talked my mom out of hating HP today, and so when I return to walmart I may be spending ten dollars and getting three of those movies {WHAT?!}. success.
Ah, yes. Kwanzaa.

Well guys, I missed the mark there. Forgot all about it. It was boxing day too. But again, I forgot to care. Happy twenty-seventh of december though.

I've been crafting up a storm, much to my right-sided glory, and am now wearing the failure of socks that I threw together in approximately ten minutes. But boy are they cozy.

My socks and my mess

My mom gave me this really awesome trunk that was covered with the particularly hideous vinyl paper deal, so I spent a bit of time cutting, peeling, and prying it off. Tomorrow, I go to parkhurts to retrieve sandpaper {or, probably, a sand sponge}, and upholstery tacs.

And then.

I paint. Hurrah! I bought stencils and stuff today, primer, paint, the works. I love this. So when I'm done It'll be supes pretty and supes useful. It currently holds all my crafting stuff {which is actually multiplying rapidly} in organized little boxes that I've enjoyed putting together and decorating. So that's what I did with my night. And now I'm sitting in my room {that's right! My ROOM!} staring at the mess and wishing I were eating something. I think my mom's upset that I'm not asleep yet though, so I'm a little nervous to go venturing out into the kitchen to find something. Maybe I'll check to see if the Whitman's sampler is still on bookshelf outside my room. There may not be chocolate left in the morning if I get ahold of it.

And I'm watching The Wedding Date which I scored for five bucks in five dolla bin at Walmaht.

I would be watching The Mirror has Two Faces except I think I left it in Maine. 

What else have I done since I've been home....?

Watched Zeke, which I'll do again tomorrow. Eaten a lot. That's about it.

Well now it's 1:07am and I should probably head to bed so that I don't waste my day tomorrow sleeping {as if sleeping is ever a waste}. 

Bon soir!

Sunday, December 25, 2011

I am on the internet in the living room.


I'm sitting on the couch, watching elf, and writing to the three of my beautiful followers. It's like a christmas miracle. A really beautiful christmas miracle.

Ohhhh Christmas. As much as I love it, it always has the potential to be somewhat emotionally scarring, and I have to admit that I'm frequently rather relieved once it's over. The guilt of all the money spent, the stress of getting up to maine before two, the food to cook, the presents to wrap. It's all a little too much activity for me. I'm happy to say that it is over.

Tomorrow, however, is Kwanzaa. It's a holiday I know little about, so maybe tomorrow I'll look it up and post about the to-do over Kwanzaa.

On a more positive note, this was a particularly lovely christmas, aside from the discussion about my virginity {as my parents gave me a purity ring for christmas} and my intense irritability. I love my family and nothing traumatic happened {its the little things in life}. And of course there was the added joy of WIFI.

Oh, did I already mention that? My bad.

And my mom got me that trunk that I have some intense renovation plans for, which I'm completely pumped for.

So Happy Christmas! Here are some of my joys1

Friday, December 23, 2011

Oh, hey there.

Oh, hey. It's been a while. Its been a week of lounging around and sleeping until noon, watching tv when I don't really care to. Perusing on facebook when I'd really rather not. Ironic? maybe not ironic.

Well christmas is in full swing here in the richardson household. My mom's got us all as her slaves, putting us right to work constructing centerpieces and christmas ornaments, cooking and baking and babysitting so she can deliver her hand constructed yule tide things. 

And I'm stressing because the brilliant idea that I had for my mom for christmas is coming to naught, and I have no other ideas. And christmas is in two days. So I'm having trouble breathing. Wish me luck, I'm going to find another idea.

Thursday, December 15, 2011

2:36 AM

I seem to have frequent sleeping problems.
This time it's because I've had a terrible cold for a week, and the end of it has come, arriving with a big bow on top of a terrible cough that has deprived me of sleep.
So I'm dying. And I can't sleep because I keep coughing.
Fortunately my roommate left behind her GINORMOUS bag of Vitamin C Drops {bliss in a bag} and so I'm downing those and waiting to stop having to cough up a little piece of my lung ever second. Hurrah!

I have an exam at 9. I was going to get up at 8, get ready, go to the test, what not. Now, I'm thinking that I'll get up at like...8:35 and stumble along to my exam. I don't know. I didn't study for it. It's spanish and I feel pretty prepared anyway, but now I'm a little nervous and nauseous and I SERIOUSLY hope that I don't completely tank this.
Oh I feel like such a slacker. And rightfully so, I suppose.
This week. Ohhhhh man.
Well, since I'm up I might as well study, eh?

Blech, I don't want to. But I should. Mmmm, wants vs needs? How complicated.



Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Task List

Things to Accomplish by Thursday:
~Write Journals on two books and like...three films {plus a month worth of classes}
~Edit and/or rewrite a Research paper
~TONS of Laundry
~Clean bathroom, the rest of the crime scene we call a bedroom.
~Return my temp ID
~Oh yeah, eat.
~Stop blogging so I can accomplish these things.

Things to Accomplish Over Break:
~Clean room
~A massive overload of crafting
~Lots of SVU
~Read for Leisure {whaaaa?}
~See errone I know.
~Clean Kitchen Cabinets
~Lots of movies and chinese food with this beautiful girl:

{Her and Me}
~Probably apply for a butt load of scholarships
~Facebook, I guess.
~Send transcripts places.
~Perhaps some substitute teaching
~Work, if I can find it.
~Not. Study. At All.
~Prance around my house singing
~Play in the snow with the dog
~Mourn the end of winter break.

And so, let it commence.

Books I've Read

Oh dear, oh dear. I can't recall every book I've read in my lifetime! Especially those I read when I was still a wee little girl, because who can remember all the copious amounts of children's books that their parents read to them when they were children.
But when I was really little, my favorite books were.... one about an elephant, like... no more elephants or something like that, and something about a little kid who just said no all the time. I loved that one.
But then I started reading the American Girl Doll books when I was a kid, and then the other books written by the American Girl people, which were mysteries. Loved those. My favorite book in later elementary school and early middle school was The Wanderer (I think it was called) and Fever 1793 (which I still LOVE). Then when I got into high school, I read lots of books for school. In ninth grade, I read a ton of boring books that I hated (HIROSHIMA KILL ME PLEASE) but I also read Night, by Elie Weisle (spell check?) and the Hobbit. We read Watership down but I wasn't a huge fan of that one. The summer of 10th grade we read....Siddhartha (about buddhism) Anthem (SO GOOD) and...

Honestly, book changed my life.
Made me hate reading.

Book about nothing. So... awful.

And then in 10th grade, it was the year of wonderful books in Lit class.
We read:
To Kill a Mocking Bird
Farenheit 451
Lord of the Flies
and a couple others that I must not have enjoyed as much.
We read Oedipus Rex trilogy, my favorite being Antigone.

In eleventh grade we suffered a bit more. We had to read The Scarlet Letter, Waldon (Walton?), Ethan Frome, Grapes of Wrath, and a couple others that killed me slowly. And that class was difficult because I very nearly NEVER read these books. I read half of Grapes of Wrath, but it turns out that it's a 500 page book about the great depression and the dust bowl which was a bummer.
Oh! We read the Crucible by Arthur Miller. That was a gooooood one.
Then the summer before 12th grade we read The Awakening by Kate Chopin, Tess of the D'Urbervilles, and the Color Purple, all of which I enjoyed. Except I didn't finish Tess because I ran out of time. Then we read:
The Stranger
Heart of Darkness
Their Eyes Were Watching God
Gulliver's Travels

and a few others. Oh!
Macbeth! I LOVED Macbeth. I have a huge thing for Shakespeare.

And then I didn't read for leisure AT ALL because public education killed it for me. Freshman year I read a few books in Great Conversation, then I read most of Persuasion (?), O Pioneers! Elegance of the Hedgehog, The Purple Hibiscus, Interpreter of Maladies... and one other book whose title escapes me at the moment. There might have been a couple others but I can't really remember right now.
And in Nobel Lit right now I've read:
Old Man and the Sea
The Land of the Green Plums
The Pickup
Death and the Kings Horseman
The Birthday Party

and then some books for other classes that I all but threw in a garbage disposal. Bleh.

And I've read the first Harry Potter and a half, and Message in a Bottle, the Notebook, and the Lucky One, all by Nicholas Sparks.
Hopefully I'll do a bit more leisure reading over christmas break.


The Next entry to my positive thoughts log will be written to you from the comfort of my own home! {HURRAH!}

Wish me luck on taking exams on the books which I haven't read!

Friday, December 9, 2011

Happy Reading Day!

Today is wonderful for me! In two short hours I get to travel into Lynn and see all the wonderful children whom I help with homework, all the awesome tutors that I work with, and decorate papermaché  christmas ornaments! I'm so excited!

I love this little girl. Last year, one time, she saw the cross I was wearing around my neck, and said "You believe in God?!"
And I responded in the affirmative.
"Me too! He died on the cross!"
It was so sweet; she's seven now, she was six when this happened. So presh.

And then tonight is Cheesecake!

Wednesday, December 7, 2011


I did it, and decided not to share. Partly because I know how hilarious it would be for you to mock my spanish like no tomorrow, but I'm not putting myself at your mercy, and partly because no one tells you exactly how ridiculous you look on film. So...lociento.

70 Years Ago Today...

Mr. Vice President, Mr. Speaker, members of the Senate and the House of Representatives:Yesterday, December 7th, 1941 - a date which will live in infamy - the United States of America was suddenly and deliberately attacked by naval and air forces of the Empire of Japan.The United States was at peace with that nation, and, at the solicitation of Japan, was still in conversation with its government and its Emperor looking toward the maintenance of peace in the Pacific.Indeed, one hour after Japanese air squadrons had commenced bombing in the American island of Oahu, the Japanese Ambassador to the United States and his colleague delivered to our Secretary of State a formal reply to a recent American message. And, while this reply stated that it seemed useless to continue the existing diplomatic negotiations, it contained no threat or hint of war or of armed attack.It will be recorded that the distance of Hawaii from Japan makes it obvious that the attack was deliberately planned many days or even weeks ago. During the intervening time the Japanese Government has deliberately sought to deceive the United States by false statements and expressions of hope for continued peace.The attack yesterday on the Hawaiian Islands has caused severe damage to American naval and military forces. I regret to tell you that very many American lives have been lost. In addition, American ships have been reported torpedoed on the high seas between San Francisco and Honolulu.Yesterday the Japanese Government also launched an attack against Malaya.Last night Japanese forces attacked Hong Kong.Last night Japanese forces attacked Guam.Last night Japanese forces attacked the Philippine Islands.Last night the Japanese attacked Wake Island.And this morning the Japanese attacked Midway Island.Japan has therefore undertaken a surprise offensive extending throughout the Pacific area. The facts of yesterday and today speak for themselves. The people of the United States have already formed their opinions and well understand the implications to the very life and safety of our nation.As Commander-in-Chief of the Army and Navy I have directed that all measures be taken for our defense, that always will our whole nation remember the character of the onslaught against us.No matter how long it may take us to overcome this premeditated invasion, the American people, in their righteous might, will win through to absolute victory.I believe that I interpret the will of the Congress and of the people when I assert that we will not only defend ourselves to the uttermost but will make it very certain that this form of treachery shall never again endanger us.Hostilities exist. There is no blinking at the fact that our people, our territory and our interests are in grave danger.With confidence in our armed forces, with the unbounding determination of our people, we will gain the inevitable triumph. So help us God.I ask that the Congress declare that since the unprovoked and dastardly attack by Japan on Sunday, December 7th, 1941, a state of war has existed between the United States and the Japanese Empire.

{President Franklin D. Roosevelt - December 8, 1941}

In memory of all those who lost their lives in this tragic event and those following until September 2, 1945, Including the many Japanese civilians who lost their lives due to the bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki.

America has also been at fault. It may be important to remember that.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Places I want to go

Well, who doesn't want to go to Europe.

I have this dream of hoppin on a plane and flying to Ireland, doing Ireland and Scotland, and then catching a boat over the the UK, and seeing England and Wales, and then hopping on another boat and seeing France and Germany and Spain and Italy and Poland and Greece... It would take some time, but but how amazing would it be? Honestly.
I've always wanted to go to Australia, too, and Africa.
Uganda, Ethiopia, Sudan. I'd love to do some missions work or social justice work over there. Oh man, give me my passport and a plane ticket and I'd be gone.

Sunday, December 4, 2011

My Devotion Today

Proverbs 23:7 "For as he thinks in his heart, so is he."

"I encourage you to practice being a positive person. It's just a matter of breaking one bad habit and forming a new one. I was so negative at one time in my life that if I even tried to think two positive thoughts in a row my brain got into a cramp. But now I am very positive and actually don't enjoy being with people who are negative.
"Discipline is required any time you are forming a new habit. You might consider putting some reminders around your house or in your car, like little signs that say "Be positive." Ask a good friend or spouse to remind you if they hear you slipping into a negativism.
"Practice trusting yourself rather than doubting yourself. If you are applying for a promotion at work, don't think to yourself or say, 'I probably won't get it.' Pray and ask God to give you favor with your employer and then say, 'I believe I will get the job!' And if you try and the outcome isn't what you were hoping for, then tell yourself, If the job was right for me, God would give it to me, and since He didn't, He must have something even better in mind for me.' You can train yourself to be positiv ein what appears to be a negative situation"

My devotional is called The Confident Woman Devotional, By Joyce Meyer

Saturday, December 3, 2011


When I broke up with Nate in July, it was partly because I was unhappy, and partly because I felt a very real pull away from him and toward God. I felt like, by continuing my relationship with Nate, that I was defying God's plan in some way that I couldn't understand. That I was being disobedient. Call me crazy, call me a fake, call me what you will, but I know from the depths of my heart that God was calling me away from that relationship.
Well since then, I have been trying to put a significant amount of effort into restoring my relationship with God, and have been working at being the person God has created me to be. However, it has been a struggle. It's been hard figuring out how to go about forming a relationship, how to encourage myself in doing this, and trying to do it on my own. It's been super challenging. Now, I can't say that I don't have some very good friends: I do. I have friends that I love and admire and value greatly. However, I don't have friends that I feel comfortable or able to talk to about faith, especially my struggles with it. I depended on Nate for that, and I do feel that although we're friends, I can't continue to let us both become emotionally involved with one another again if I don't want anything further to come of our relationship.
So I've been feeling discouraged, I've been struggling, and I've been hungry. And I've felt like I've disappointed God because I can't do it right, I can't do it well, and I can't do it by myself.
Today, I had a conversation with a friend. While I went to him for a word of advice, he came to me with more support and encouragement than I could have asked for. The advice I asked for led me into much more of an emotional state than I had expected, which gave way to a conversation about faith and support and the hardships of being a christian. I shared with him how difficult it is to try to grow in Christ on my own. He told me "No, it's not difficult. It's kind of impossible."
I think that is so incredibly encouraging. While I'm still struggling, it definitely helps to know that I'm not letting God down by being unable to do this by myself. It shows me that while I'm not the strongest, I don't have to be, because we aren't designed to pursue Him on our own. That's why Church is so important: it's having a support group. It's having a family that encourages you in your walk so that you do grow. 
I'm still sure that my decision was the right one, but I'm praying that God will bring someone into my life to help me come back to Him.

Just thought I'd share some encouragement, if I can.

Have a lovely weekend!

Thursday, December 1, 2011


Ten pages? No worries. I've got it down. It's on its way to the printer.
Basically, SUCCESS.

So moving on. Throughout the next week I may be doing a series of Vlogs to help me practico mi español, que es muy difícil a habla a veces. So you'll hear me speak spanish and I'll be speaking spanish. To you. Through a vlog. Wonderful!

Feliz primero de Diciembre!

Did Rudolph Go To College?

"....Because he's a... reindeer..."

No Liz. It's because he was Elf Taught.

Bahaha thanks CEC for that supes corny joke.


So Liz has this pony. it's name is pony. She's had this thing forever and plays with it like a two year old. It's really interesting, and really hilarious. Today we were sitting on her bed, watching SVU {which we never stop doing these days, btw} and she breaks out singing about pony and how pony loves heinous  sex crimes and how pony's gonna go get the bad guys etc. So then I go to write my paper and I send her an email from the lounge {an email because I don't have facebook right now and my phone was dead} telling her that I didn't want to write this paper. She in turn sends me a picture of pony, sitting at "his" laptop, writing a paper. The caption was "Pony's got you covered."
I'm pretty sure that she should be committed into an asylum.
Right now she's sitting with pony and saying "Slam pony into the wall" and slamming pony against the wall and singing "pony pony pony pony pony but face pony." Honestly. This stuff is too crazy to make up. 

Psalm 91

He who dwells in the shelter of the Most Hight will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say of the Lord, "He is my refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust."
Surely he will save you from the fowler's snare and from the deadly pestilence.
He will cover you with his feathers and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.
You will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that fliess by day,
nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness, nor the plague that destroys at midday.
A thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right hand, but it will not come near you.
You will only observe with your eyes and see the punishment of the wicked.
If you make the Most High your dwelling--even the Lord, who is my refuge--
Then no harm will befall you, no disaster will come near your tent.
For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways;
They will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.
You will tread upon the lion and the cobra; yo will trample the great lion and the serpent.
"Because he loves me," says the Lord, "I will rescue him; I will protect him for he acknowledges my name. He will call upon me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver him and honor him.
With long life will I satisfy him and show him my salvation."