Only Version ❧ CM/CMD · 8·6·8·6 (D)
To the chief Musician, to Jeduthun, A Psalm of David.
1 Truly my soul in silence waits the mighty God upon: from him it is that there doth come all my salvation. 2 He only is my rock, and my salvation; it is he that my defence is, so that I mov’d greatly shall not be.
3 How long will ye mischief devise ‘gainst man; be slain ye shall, all ye are as a tott’ring fence, and like a bowing wall. 4 Yet they consult to cast him down from his excellency: lies they do love, with mouth they bless, but they curse inwardly. Selah.
5 Yet thou my soul in silence wait the mighty God upon: because from him there doth arise my expectation. 6 He only is my rock, and my salvation; it is he that my defence is, so that I shall never moved be.
7 In God is my salvation, also is my glory: and the rock of my fortitude, my hope in God doth lie. 8 Ye people, see that you on him do put your trust alway, before him pour ye out your hearts: God is our hopeful stay. Selah.
9 Surely mean men are vanity high men’s sons are a lie: in balance laid together are lighter than vanity. 10 In robb’ry be not vain, trust not ye in oppression: if so be riches do increase set not your heart thereon.
11 The mighty God hath spoken once: once and again this word; I have it heard that all power belongs unto the Lord. 12 Also to thee benignity, O Lord, doth appertain: for thou according to his work rend’rest each man again.