62 Truly my soul waiteth upon God; from Him cometh my salvation.
2 He alone is my rock and my salvation; He is my defense; I shall not be greatly moved.
3 How long will ye conjure mischief against a man? Ye shall be slain, all of you; as a bulging wall shall ye be, and as a tottering fence.
4 They consult only 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 defense; 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; if weighed in the balance, they are altogether lighter than vanity.
10 Trust not in oppression, and put not vain hope in robbery; if riches increase, set not your heart upon them.
11 God hath spoken this 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.
