Psalms 62
1 To the excelletn musician Ieduthun. A Psalme of David. Yet my soule keepeth silence vnto God: of him commeth my saluation.
My soul rests in God alone. My yishu'ah ·salvation· comes from him.
2 Yet he is my strength and my saluation, and my defence: therefore I shall not much be mooued.
He alone is my rock and my yishu'ah ·salvation·, my fortress— I will never be greatly shaken.
3 How long wil ye imagine mischiefe against a man? ye shalbe all slaine: ye shalbe as a bowed wall, or as a wall shaken.
How long will you assault a man, would all of you throw him down, Like a leaning wall, like a tottering fence?
4 Yet they consult to cast him downe from his dignitie: their delight is in lies, they blesse with their mouthes, but curse with their hearts. (Selah)
They fully intend to throw him down from his lofty place. They delight in lies. They bless with their mouth, but they curse inwardly. (Selah) ·contemplation with musical interlude·.
5 Yet my soule keepe thou silence vnto God: for mine hope is in him.
My soul, wait in silence for God alone, for my expectation is from him.
6 Yet is hee my strength, and my saluation, and my defence: therefore I shall not be mooued.
He alone is my rock and my yishu'ah ·salvation·, my fortress. I will not be shaken.
7 In God is my saluation and my glory, the rocke of my strength: in God is my trust.
With God is my yesha' ·salvation· and my kavod ·weighty glory·. The rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God.
8 Trust in him alway, ye people: powre out your hearts before him, for God is our hope. (Selah)
Trust in him at all times, you people. Pour out your heart before him. God is a refuge for us. (Selah) ·contemplation with musical interlude·.
9 Yet the children of men are vanitie, the chiefe men are lies: to lay them vpon a balance they are altogether lighter then vanitie.
Surely men of low degree are just a breath, and men of high degree are a lie. In the balances they will go up. They are together lighter than a breath.
10 Trust not in oppression nor in robberie: be not vaine: if riches increase, set not your heart thereon.
Don’t trust in oppression. Don’t become vain in robbery. If riches increase, don’t set your heart on them.
11 God spake once or twise, I haue heard it, that power belongeth vnto God,
God has spoken once; twice I have sh'ma ·heard obeyed· this, that power belongs to God.
12 And to thee, O Lord, mercie: for thou rewardest euery one according to his worke.
Also to you, Lord, belongs chesed ·loving-kindness·, for you reward every man according to his work.
