Psalms

(62) For the end, a Psalm of David for Idithun.

¹Shall not my soul be subjected to God? for of him is my salvation.

²For he is my God, and my savior; my helper, I shall not be moved ¹ very much.

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 nothing my honor: I ran in thirst: with their mouth they blessed, but with their heart they cursed. Pause.

⁵Nevertheless do you, my soul, be subjected to God; for of him is my patient hope.

⁶For he is my God and my Saviour; my helper, I shall not be moved.

⁷² In 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 ³ 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 your, O Lord; for you will recompense every one according to his works.

1. Or, any more.
2. Gr. on.
3. Gr. altogether.