Psalm LXII.

* To the chief Musician, to * Jeduthun, A Psalm of David.

* Truly amy soul * waiteth upon God:

From him cometh my salvation.

2  bHe only is my rock and my salvation;

He is my * defence; cI shall not be greatly moved.

3  How long will ye imagine mischief against a man?

Ye shall be slain all of you:

dAs a bowing wall shall ye be, and as a tottering fence.

4  They only consult to cast him down from his eexcellency:

They delight in lies:

fThey bless with their mouth, but they curse * inwardly. Selah.

5  gMy soul, wait thou only upon God;

For my expectation is from him.

6  hHe only is my rock and my salvation:

He is my defence; cI shall not be moved.

7  iIn God is my salvation and my glory:

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

8  lTrust in him at all times; ye people,

mPour out your heart before him:

God is ka refuge for us. Selah.

9  nSurely omen of low degree are npvanity, and omen of high degree are qa lie:

To be laid in the balance, rthey are * altogether lighter than npvanity.

10  Trust not in oppression,

And rrbecome not vain in robbery:

sIf riches increase, set not your heart upon them.

11  God hath spoken tonce;

tTwice have I heard this;

That u* power belongeth unto God.

12  Also unto thee, O Lord, belongeth xmercy:

For ythou renderest to every man according to his work.