Whomsoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High
Live under the protection of the Shaddai
I say of my Lord that He is my fortress
That He is my own love in whom I trust

That He will save you from the fowler's trap
And He will save you from any Babylon crap
And He will lift you all up in His wings
And you'll find refuge, oh, underneath those things

And His truth will be your shield and rampart
So you need not fear what come looking for you in the dark
And you need not fear what come looking for you in the day
And you need not fear what take everybody else away

Ten thousand may fall at your side, ten thousand at your right
But it can't come near you 'cause you're dealing with the Most High
And He will send His angels to mind you
And they will lift you all up so that you
Don't strike your foot against no stone
Don't strike your foot against no stone

Against no stone
Against no stone
Against no stone