Psalms


62:1
 To the chief Musician, to Jeduthun, A Psalm of David. Truly my soul waiteth upon God: from him cometh my salvation.


62:2
 He only is my rock and my salvation; he is my defence; I shall not be greatly moved.


62:3
 How long will ye imagine mischief against a man? ye shall be slain all of you: as a bowing wall shall ye be, and as a tottering fence.


62:4
 They only consult to cast him down from his excellency: they delight in lies: they bless with their mouth, but they curse inwardly. Selah.


62:5
 My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation is from him.


62:6
 He only is my rock and my salvation: he is my defence; I shall not be moved.


62:7
 In God is my salvation and my glory: the rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God.


62:8
 Trust in him at all times; ye people, pour out your heart before him: God is a refuge for us. Selah.


62:9
 Surely men of low degree are vanity, and men of high degree are a lie: to be laid in the balance, they are altogether lighter than vanity.


62:10
 Trust not in oppression, and become not vain in robbery: if riches increase, set not your heart upon them.


62:11
 God hath spoken once; twice have I heard this; that power belongeth unto God.


62:12
 Also unto thee, O Lord, belongeth mercy: for thou renderest to every man according to his work.