My God, my redeemer, the lifter up of my head...

I am glad he is my God and that he knows all about me and the whole enchilada as they say...His word is true and he cannot lie and I am glad I am rooted and grounded in him, his love...He will avenge my soul from the noisome pestilence...You know those little nagging things that never seem to have an end...I am trusting him in all things that pertain to my heart...

Psalm 91:3

3Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.