Psalms 62

1 ♥ 📝 T o the chiefe musition vpon Iudethun, a psalme of Dauid. My soule truly only stayeth vpon the Lorde: for of him commeth my saluation.

2 ♥ 📝 He onlye is my rocke and my sauing helpe: he is my refuge, so that I can not be remoued greatly.

3 ♥ 📝 Howe long wyll ye imagine mischiefe against euery man? ye shalbe slayne all the sort of you: ye shalbe as a tottering wall, and like a broken hedge.

4 ♥ 📝 They deuise only howe to thrust him from his promotion: they delight in a lye, they blesse with their mouth, and curse with their heart. Selah.

5 ♥ 📝 Neuerthelesse O my soule, stay thou only vpon the Lorde: for my confidence is in him.

6 ♥ 📝 He only is my rocke and my sauing helpe: he is my refuge, so that I can not be remoued.

7 ♥ 📝 In the Lorde is my health and my glory: my trust is in the Lorde the fortresse of my force.

8 ♥ 📝 O ye people, put your trust in hym alway: powre out your heartes before him, for the Lorde is our hope. Selah.

9 ♥ 📝 As for the chyldren of men, they be onlye but vanitie, the chyldren of lordes be but a lye: vpon the wayghtes they be altogether lighter then vanitie in selfe.

10 ♥ 📝 O trust not in wrong dealing and spoyling: geue not your selues vnto vanitie, if riches encrease, set not your heart vpon them.

11 ♥ 📝 The Lord spake it once, but I haue hearde it twise, that power and mercy belongeth to thee O Lorde God:

12 ♥ 📝 for thou rewardest euery man according to his worke.