Psalm 62
Nonne Deo?
1
My soul truly waiteth still upon God *
for of him cometh my salvation.
2
He verily is my strength and my salvation *
he is my defence, so that I shall not greatly fall.
3
How long will ye imagine mischief against every man *
ye shall be slain all the sort of you; yea, as a tottering wall shall ye be, and like a broken hedge.
4
Their device is only how to put him out whom God will exalt *
their delight is in lies; they give good words with their mouth, but curse with their heart.
5
Nevertheless, my soul, wait thou still upon God *
for my hope is in him.
6
He truly is my strength and my salvation *
he is my defence, so that I shall not fall.
7
In God is my health, and my glory *
the rock of my might, and in God is my trust.
8
O put your trust in him alway, ye people *
pour out your hearts before him, for God is our hope.
9
As for the children of men, they are but vanity *
the children of men are deceitful upon the weights, they are altogether lighter than vanity itself.
10
O trust not in wrong and robbery, give not yourselves unto vanity *
if riches increase, set not your heart upon them.
11
God spake once, and twice I have also heard the same *
that power belongeth unto God;
12
And that thou, Lord, art merciful *
for thou rewardest every man according to his work.