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.