Truly my soul waiteth upon God: from him
cometh my salvation. 2He only
is my rock and my salvation;
he is my defence; I shall not be greatly moved. 3How 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. 4They only consult to cast
him down from his excellency: they delight in lies: they bless with their mouth, but they curse inwardly. Selah. 5My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation
is from him. 6He only
is my rock and my salvation:
he is my defence; I shall not be moved. 7In God
is my salvation and my glory: the rock of my strength,
and my refuge,
is in God. 8Trust in him at all times;
ye people, pour out your heart before him: God
is a refuge for us. Selah. 9Surely 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. 10Trust not in oppression, and become not vain in robbery: if riches increase, set not your heart
upon them. 11God hath spoken once; twice have I heard this; that power
belongeth
unto God. 12Also unto thee, O Lord,
belongeth mercy: for thou renderest to every man according to his work.