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To the chief Musician, to Jeduthun, A Psalm of David.
1 Truly my soul waiteth upon God: from him
cometh my salvation.
*† 2 He only
is my rock and my salvation;
he is my defence; I shall not be greatly moved.
‡ 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.
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.
§ 5 My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation is from him.
6 He only is my rock and my salvation: he is my defence; I shall not be moved.
7 In God is my salvation and my glory: the rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God.
8 Trust in him at all times; ye people, pour out your heart before him: God is a refuge for us. Selah.
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.
** 10 Trust not in oppression, and become not vain in robbery: if riches increase, set not your heart upon them.
11 God hath spoken once; twice have I heard this; that power
belongeth unto God.
†† 12 Also unto thee, O Lord, belongeth mercy: for thou renderest to every man according to his work.
