Psalms 62

¹My soul waiteth only upon God:

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 bowing wall, like a tottering fence?

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

They delight in lies:

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

⁵My soul, wait thou only upon God;

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 mercy:

For thou renderest to every man according to his work.