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.