PSALM 62
1 To victory, over Jeduthun, the psalm of David. Whether my soul shall not be subject to God; for mine health is of him.
2 For why he is both my God, and mine health; mine up-taker, I shall no more be moved.
3 How long fall ye on a man? all ye slain; as to a wall bowed, and as a wall of stone without mortar cast down.
4 Nevertheless they thought to put away my price, I ran in thirst; with their mouth they blessed, and in their heart they cursed.
5 Nevertheless, my soul, be thou subject to God; for my patience is of him.
6 For he is my God, and my saviour; mine helper, I shall not pass out.
7 Mine health, and my glory is in God; God is the giver of mine help, and mine hope is in God.
8 All the gathering together of the people, hope ye in God, pour ye out your hearts before him; God is our helper without end.
9 Nevertheless the sons of men be vain; the sons of men be liars in balances, that they deceive of vanity into the same thing.
10 Do not ye have hope in wicked-ness, and do not ye covet ravens; if riches be plenteous, do not ye set the heart thereto.
11 God spake once, I heard these two things; that power is of God,
12 and, thou Lord, mercy is to thee; for thou shalt yield to each man by his works.