1 Truly my soul waiteth upon God: from him cometh my salvation.
2 He only is my rock and my asalvation; 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 acurse inwardly. Selah.
5 My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation is from him.
6 He only is my arock and my salvation: he is my defence; I shall not be moved.
8 aTrust 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 avanity.
11 God hath spoken once; twice have I heard this; that power belongeth unto God.