Psalm 62

¹ A Psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Idumea.

² O God, my God, I cry to thee early;

my soul hath thirsted for thee:

how often hath my flesh longed after thee,

in a barren and trackless and dry land!

³ Thus have I appeared before thee in the sanctuary,

that I might see thy power and thy glory.

⁴ For thy mercy is better than ^[1]life:

my lips shall praise thee.

⁵ Thus will I bless thee during my life:

I will lift up my hands in thy name.

⁶ Let my soul be filled as with marrow and fatness;

and my joyful lips shall praise thy name.

⁷ ^[2]Forasmuch as I have remembered thee on my bed:

in the early seasons I have meditated on thee.

⁸ For thou hast been my helper,

and in the shelter of thy wings will I rejoice.

⁹ My soul hath ^[3]kept very close behind thee:

thy right hand hath upheld me.

¹⁰ But they vainly sought after my soul;

they shall go into the lowest parts of the earth.

¹¹ They shall be delivered up to the power of the sword;

they shall be portions for foxes.

¹² But the king shall rejoice in God;

every one that sweareth by him shall be praised;

for the mouth of them that speak unjust things hath been stopped.

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