To the chief Musician, to Yeduthun, A Mizmor of David.
TRULY my soul waits upon Elohiym: from him comes my yeshu`ah.
He only is my Rock and my yeshu`ah; he is my defence; I shall not be greatly moved.
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.
They only consult to cast him down from his excellency: they delight in lies: they bless with their mouth, but they curse inwardly. Celah.
My soul, wait you only upon Elohiym; for my expectation is from him.
He only is my Rock and my yeshu`ah: he is my defence; I shall not be moved.
In Elohiym is my yeshu`ah and my glory: the Rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in Elohiym.
Trust in him at all times; ye people, pour out your heart before him: Elohiym is a refuge for us. Celah.
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.
Trust not in oppression, and become not vain in robbery: if riches increase, set not your heart upon them.
Elohiym has spoken once; twice have I heard this; that power belongs unto Elohiym.
Also unto you, O Adonai, belong mercy: for you render to every man according to his work.