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To the chief Musician, to Jeduthun, A Psalm of David.
1 Truly my soul waiteth upon God:
From him cometh my salvation.
2 He only is my rock and my salvation;
He is my defence; I shall not be greatly moved.
3 How 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.
4 They only consult 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 defence; 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:
To be laid in the balance, they are altogether lighter than vanity.
10 Trust not in oppression,
And become not vain in robbery:
If riches increase, set not your heart upon them.
11 God hath spoken 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.