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the king version    He who [1] dwells [2] in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. 2  I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress; my God, in Him will I trust.” 3  Surely He shall deliver you from the snare of the fowler [3] and from the noisome pestilence. 4  He shall cover you with His feathers, and under His wings shall you trust; His truth shall be your shield and buckler. 5  You shall not be afraid of [4] the terror by night, nor of the arrow that flies [5] by day, 6  nor of the pestilence that walks [6] in darkness, nor of the destruction that wastes [7] at noonday. 7  A thousand shall fall at your side, and ten thousand at your right hand, but it shall not come near [8] you. 8  Only with your eyes shall you behold and see the reward of the wicked. 9  Because you have made the Lord, who is my refuge, even the Most High, your habitation, 10...

 My Born Again Experience      It was my first kids' camp; I was only six years old. We were in Antipolo, Rizal, on the month of April. But before this momentous event, my parents were already bringing us to church on Sunday mornings. However, there was yet to be a spiritual encounter that would lead me to get saved. I got saved under the ministry of Manila Bethel Temple, now known as the Cathedral of Praise.  On the last night of the camp, I was unusually wide-awake as the preacher took his time. He gave the invitation to accept Jesus as one's own personal Lord and Savior, and to have a personal relationship with Him. Young as I was, somehow I understood the altar call, and I raised up my hand in response. Right where I was seated, I repeated the phrases of the pastor leading us in prayer, and I meant every word of it.  It was nighttime, and yet I remember it so vividly: the campers were all under one big cottage that had a huge incandescent bulb hanging i...