Psalms 62

For the end, A Psalm of David to Jeduthun.

1 Shall not my soul be subjected to God? For from Him is my salvation. 2For He is my God, and my savior; my helper, I shall not be greatly moved. 3How long will you assault a man? You are all slaughtering as with a bowed wall and a broken hedge. 4They only took counsel to set at nought my honor. I ran in thirst; with their mouth they blessed, but with their heart they cursed. Pause. 5Nevertheless, my soul is subjected to God; for of Him is my patient hope. 6For He is my God and my Savior; my helper, I shall not be moved. 7In God is my salvation and my glory; He is the God of my help, and my hope is in God. 8Hope in Him, all you congregation of the people; pour out your hearts before Him, for God is our helper. Pause. 9But the sons of men are vain; the sons of men are false, so as to be deceitful in the balances; they are all alike, formed out of vanity. 10Trust not in unrighteousness, and lust not after robberies. If wealth should flow in, set not your heart upon it. 11God has spoken once, and I have heard these two things, that power is of God; 12and mercy is Yours, O Lord; for You will recompense everyone according to his works.
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