Book of Psalms, No. 62
No. 62 of the Psalms
from him comes my salvation.
my fortress; I shall not be greatly moved.
to shatter him, all of you,
like a leaning wall, a tottering fence?
They take pleasure in falsehood.
They bless with their mouths,
but inwardly they curse.Selah
for my hope is from him.
my fortress; I shall not be shaken.
my mighty rock, my refuge is God.
pour out your heart before him;
God is a refuge for us.Selah
men of high estate are a delusion;
in the balances they go up;
they are together lighter than a breath.
set no vain hopes on robbery;
if riches increase, set not your heart on them.
twice have I heard this:
that power belongs to God;
For thou dost requite a man
according to his work.Read Psalm 62 in other Bible versions: