TSK · Psalms 62:2

How could one chase a thousand, and two put ten thousand to flight, unless their Rock had sold them, and Yahweh had delivered them up?

The king rejoices in your strength, Yahweh! How greatly he rejoices in your salvation!

Though he stumble, he shall not fall, for Yahweh holds him up with his hand.

Oh, my Strength, I watch for you, for God is my high tower.

He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress. I will not be shaken.

He will call to me, 'You are my Father, my God, and the rock of my salvation!'

A man shall be as a hiding place from the wind, and a covert from the storm, as streams of water in a dry place, as the shade of a large rock in a weary land.

Don't rejoice against me, my enemy. When I fall, I will arise. When I sit in darkness, Yahweh will be a light to me.

We are pressed on every side, yet not crushed; perplexed, yet not to despair;