The Book of Psalms

62:1 Truly my soul waiteth upon God: from him cometh my salvation.

62:2 He only is my rock and my salvation; he is my defence; I shall not be greatly moved.

62:3 How long will ye imagine mischief against a man? ye shall be slain all of you: as a bowing wall shall ye be, and as a tottering fence.

62:4 They only consult to cast him down from his excellency: they delight in lies: they bless with their mouth, but they curse inwardly. Selah.

62:5 My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation is from him.

62:6 He only is my rock and my salvation: he is my defence; I shall not be moved.

62:7 In God is my salvation and my glory: the rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God.

62:8 Trust in him at all times; ye people, pour out your heart before him: God is a refuge for us. Selah.

62:9 Surely men of low degree are vanity, and men of high degree are a lie: to be laid in the balance, they are altogether lighter than vanity.

62:10 Trust not in oppression, and become not vain in robbery: if riches increase, set not your heart upon them.

62:11 God hath spoken once; twice have I heard this; that power belongeth unto God.

62:12 Also unto thee, O Lord, belongeth mercy: for thou renderest to every man according to his work.