The Whole Book of Psalms ‎#LXII

LXII. My soul for help on God relies

1, 2 My soul for help on God relies;
from him alone my safety flows;
My Rock, my Health, that strength supplies
to bear the shock of all my foes.

3 How long will ye contrive my fall,
which will but hasten on your own?
You'll totter like a bending wall,
or fence of uncemented stone.

4 To make my envy'd honours less
they strive with lies, their chief delight;
For they, tho' with their mouths they bless,
in private curse with inward spite.

5, 6 But thou, my soul, on God rely;
on him alone thy trust repose:
My Rock and Health will strength supply
to bear the shock of all my foes.

7 God doth His saving health dispense,
and flowing blessings daily send;
He is my fortress and defence;
on him my soul shall still depend.

8 In him, ye people, always trust;
before his throne pour out your hearts;
For God, the merciful and just,
his timely aid to us imparts.

9 The vulgar fickle are and frail;
the great dissemble and betray;
And, laid in truth's impartial scale,
the lightest things will both out-weigh.

10 Then trust not in oppressive ways;
by spoil and rapine grow not vain;
Nor let your hearts, if wealth increase,
be set too much upon your gain.

11 For God has oft his will express'd,
and I this truth have fully known;
to be of boundless pow'r possess'd,
belongs, of right, to God alone.

12 Though mercy is his darling grace,
in which he chiefly takes delight;
Yet will he all the human race
according to their works requite.

Text Information

• First Line: My soul for help on God relies
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793
• Scripture:
  Psalm 62

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