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To the chief Musician, to Jeduthun, A Psalm of David. 
 1 Truly my soul waiteth upon God: 
From him cometh my salvation. 
 2 He only is my rock and my salvation; 
He is my defence; I shall not be greatly moved. 
 3 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. 
 4 They only consult to cast him down from his excellency: 
They delight in lies: 
They bless with their mouth, but they curse inwardly. Selah. 
 5 My soul, wait thou only upon God; 
For my expectation is from him. 
 6 He only is my rock and my salvation: 
He is my defence; I shall not be moved. 
 7 In God is my salvation and my glory: 
The rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God. 
 8 Trust in him at all times; ye people, 
Pour out your heart before him: 
God is a refuge for us. Selah. 
 9 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. 
 10 Trust not in oppression, 
And become not vain in robbery: 
If riches increase, set not your heart upon them. 
 11 God hath spoken once; 
Twice have I heard this; 
That power belongeth unto God. 
 12 Also unto thee, O Lord, belongeth mercy: 
For thou renderest to every man according to his work.