| Though an host should encamp against me, my heart shall not fear: though war should rise against me, in this will I be confident. | Though an army may encamp against me, My heart shall not fear; Though war may rise against me, In this I will be confident. |
| Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. | Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil; For You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me. |
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| There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that feareth is not made perfect in love. | There is no fear in love; but perfect love casts out fear, because fear involves torment. But he who fears has not been made perfect in love. |
