Psalm 62

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