n°19 / Psalms 62 :

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