Psalms 62
62
PSALM 62
Common Meter: 8,6,8,6
To the chief Musician, to Jeduthun,
A Psalm of David.
1My soul with expectation
depends on God indeed;
My strength and my salvation doth
from him alone proceed.
2He only my salvation is,
and my strong rock is he:
He only is my sure defence;
much mov'd I shall not be.
3How long will ye against a man
plot mischief? ye shall all
Be slain; ye as a tott'ring fence shall be,
and bowing wall.
4They only plot to cast him down
from his excellency:
They joy in lies; with mouth they bless,
but they curse inwardly.
5My soul, wait thou with patience
upon thy God alone;
On him dependeth all my hope
and expectation.
6He only my salvation is,
and my strong rock is he;
He only is my sure defence:
I shall not moved be.
7In God my glory placed is,
and my salvation sure;
In God the rock is of my strength,
my refuge most secure.
8Ye people, place your confidence
in him continually;
Before him pour ye out your heart:
God is our refuge high.
9Surely mean men are vanity,
and great men are a lie;
In balance laid, they wholly are
more light than vanity.
10Trust ye not in oppression,
in robb'ry be not vain;
On wealth set not your hearts, when as
increased is your gain.
11God hath it spoken once to me,
yea, this I heard again,
That power to Almighty God
alone doth appertain.
12Yea, mercy also unto thee
belongs, O Lord, alone:
For thou according to his work
rewardest ev'ry one.
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Psalms 62
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PSALM 62.
1A psalm of David when he was in the desert of Edom.
2O God, my God, to thee do I watch at break of day. For thee my soul hath thirsted; for thee my flesh, O how many ways!
3In a desert land, and where there is no way, and no water: so in the sanctuary have I come before thee, to see thy power and thy glory.
4For thy mercy is better than lives: thee my lips shall praise.
5Thus will I bless thee all my life long: and in thy name I will lift up my hands.
6Let my soul be filled as with marrow and fatness: and my mouth shall praise thee with joyful lips.
7If I have remembered thee upon my bed, I will meditate on thee in the morning:
8because thou hast been my helper. And I will rejoice under the covert of thy wings:
9my soul hath stuck close to thee: thy right hand hath received me.
10But they have sought my soul in vain, they shall go into the lower parts of the earth:
11They shall be delivered into the hands of the sword, they shall be the portions of foxes.
12But the king shall rejoice in God, all they shall be praised that swear by him: because the mouth is stopped of them that speak wicked things.
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