Psalm 62 Bishops' Bible 1568

From Textus Receptus

Psa 62:1 <To the chiefe musition vpon Iudethun, a psalme of Dauid.> My soule truly only stayeth vpon the Lorde: for of him commeth my saluation. Psa 62:2 He onlye is my rocke and my sauing helpe: he is my refuge, so that I can not be remoued greatly. Psa 62:3 Howe long wyll ye imagine mischiefe against euery man? ye shalbe slayne all the sort of you: [ye shalbe] as a tottering wall, [and like] a broken hedge. Psa 62:4 They deuise only howe to thrust [him] from his promotion: they delight in a lye, they blesse with their mouth, and curse with their heart. Selah. Psa 62:5 [Neuerthelesse] O my soule, stay thou only vpon the Lorde: for my confidence is in him. Psa 62:6 He only is my rocke and my sauing helpe: he is my refuge, so that I can not be remoued. Psa 62:7 In the Lorde is my health and my glory: my trust is in the Lorde the fortresse of my force. Psa 62:8 O ye people, put your trust in hym alway: powre out your heartes before him, for the Lorde is our hope. Selah. Psa 62:9 As for the chyldren of men, they be onlye but vanitie, the chyldren of lordes be but a lye: vpon the wayghtes they [be] altogether [lighter] then vanitie in selfe. Psa 62:10 O trust not in wrong [dealing] and spoyling: geue not your selues vnto vanitie, if riches encrease, set not your heart [vpon them.] Psa 62:11 (62:11a) The Lord spake it once, [but] I haue hearde it twise, that power and mercy belongeth to thee O Lorde God: Psa 62:12 (62:11b) for thou rewardest euery man according to his worke.