Psalm 62–63

Psalm 62

For the Chief Musician; after the manner of Jeduthun. A Psalm of David.

1My soul waiteth in silence for God only:

From him cometh my salvation.

2He only is my rock and my salvation:

He is my high tower;

I shall not be greatly moved.

3How long will ye set upon a man,

That ye may slay him, all of you,

Like a leaning wall, like a tottering fence?

4They only consult to thrust him down from his dignity;

They delight in lies;

They bless with their mouth, but they curse inwardly. Selah

5My soul, wait thou in silence for God only;

For my expectation is from him.

6He only is my rock and my salvation:

He is my high tower;

I shall not be moved.

7With God is my salvation and my glory:

The rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God.

8Trust in him at all times, ye people;

Pour out your heart before him:

God is a refuge for us. Selah

9Surely men of low degree are vanity, and men of high degree are a lie:

In the balances they will go up;

They are together lighter than vanity.

10Trust not in oppression,

And become not vain in robbery:

If riches increase, set not your heart thereon.

11God hath spoken once,

Twice have I heard this,

That power belongeth unto God.

12Also unto thee, O Lord, belongeth lovingkindness;

For thou renderest to every man according to his work.

Psalm 63

A Psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Judah.

1O God, thou art my God; earnestly will I seek thee:

My soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh longeth for thee,

In a dry and weary land, where no water is.

2So have I looked upon thee in the sanctuary,

To see thy power and thy glory.

3Because thy lovingkindness is better than life,

My lips shall praise thee.

4So will I bless thee while I live:

I will lift up my hands in thy name.

5My soul shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness;

And my mouth shall praise thee with joyful lips;

6When I remember thee upon my bed,

And meditate on thee in the night-watches.

7For thou hast been my help,

And in the shadow of thy wings will I rejoice.

8My soul followeth hard after thee:

Thy right hand upholdeth me.

9But those that seek my soul, to destroy it,

Shall go into the lower parts of the earth.

10They shall be given over to the power of the sword:

They shall be a portion for foxes.

11But the king shall rejoice in God:

Every one that sweareth by him shall glory;

For the mouth of them that speak lies shall be stopped.