Psalms 62

1 To the Chief Musician. On Jeduthun—A Melody of David. Surely, towards God, silence [becometh] my soul, From him, is my salvation:

2 Surely, he, is my rock and my salvation, My high tower—I shall not be greatly shaken!

3 How long will ye shout at a man? Ye shall be crushed all of you, —Like a wall that bulgeth, —a fence pushed in!

4 Surely, from his elevation, they have taken counsel to thrust him down, They accept falsehood, —With his mouth, they each of them bless, But, inwardly, they revile. (Selah)

5 Surely, towards God, be thou silent, my soul, For, from him, is mine expectation:

6 Surely, he, is my rock, and my salvation, My high tower—I shall not be shaken!

7 Upon God, [depend] my salvation and mine honour, My rock of strength, my refuge, are in God.

8 Trust ye in him all ye assembly of the people, Pour out, before him, your heart, God, is a refuge for us. (Selah)

9 Surely, vanity, are men of low degree, Deception, men of high degree, —In the balances, they go up, They, are [made] of vanity, altogether.

10 Do not trust in extortion, Nor, with robbery, become vain, As for wealth, when it beareth fruit, Do not set [thereon your] heart.

11 One thing, hath God spoken, Two things, [there are] which I have heard, That, power, belongeth unto God;

12 And, thine, O My Lord, is lovingkindness, —For, thou, wilt pay back unto every man—according to his deed.