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Truly my soul waiteth upon God:
from him cometh my salvation.
He only is my rock and my
salvation; he is my defence;
I shall not be greatly moved.
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.
They only consult to cast him down
from his excellency: they delight in
lies: they bless with their mouth,
but they curse inwardly. Selah. My soul,
wait thou only upon God; for my
expectation is from him. He only is my
rock and my salvation: he is my
defence; I shall not be moved.
In God is my salvation and my
glory: the rock of my strength,
and my refuge, is in God. Trust in him
at all times; ye people, pour out
your heart before him: God is a refuge
for us. Selah. 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.
Trust not in oppression, and become
not vain in robbery: if riches increase,
set not your heart upon them. God hath
spoken once; twice have I heard this;
that power belongeth unto God. Also unto
thee, O Lord, belongeth mercy: for thou
renderest to every man according to his work.
Psalm 62
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