Do not withhold your tender mercies from me O, Lord; let your loving kindness and your truth continually preserve me. Psalm 40:11

For you O, Lord, have been a shelter for me, and a strong tower from the enemy. You have hedged me in front and behind, and laid your hands upon me. There is no place I could go to hide from your presence, if I run to the hills you are there, and if I descend to the utmost parts of the sea, you could find me. So therefore, I will continually walk in your truth and let it preserve me, I will daily lift you up in praise, for many are your good thoughts towards me. How great is the sum of them? If I should count them, they are more than could be numbered. Thank you Lord!