1 My soul to God shall give good heed,
and him alone attend,
Because my health and hope to speed
doth whole on him depend.
2 For he alone is my defence,
my rock, my health, and aid;
He is my stay, and no pretence
shall make me much dismay'd.
3 O wicked folk! how long will ye
use craft? sure ye must fall;
For as a rotten hedge ye be,
and like a tott'ring wall.
4 Whom God doth love, ye seek always
to put him to the worse;
Ye love to lie, with mouth ye praise,
and yet your heart doth curse.
5 Yet still my soul doth whole depend
on God my chief desire;
From all ill feats me to defend,
I none but him require.
6 He is my rock, my fort, and tow'r,
my health is of his grace;
He doth support me, that no pow'r
can move me out of place:
7 My glory and salvation doth
on him alone depend;
He is my strength, my stay, my wealth,
and still doth me defend.
8 O put your trust in him alway,
ye folk, with one accord;
Pour out your hearts to him, and say,
Our trust is in the Lord.
9 The sons of men deceitful are,
on balance but a sleight,
With things most vain do them compare,
for they can hold no weight.
10 Trust not in wrong and robbery,
let vain delights be gone;
Tho' riches flow in suddenly,
set not your hearts thereon.
11 The Lord long since one thing did tell,
which here to mind I call,
He spake it oft, I heard it well,
that he alone doth all;
12 And that thou, Lord, art good and kind,
thy mercy doth exceed;
So that all sorts with thee shall find
according to their deed.Source: The Whole Book of Psalms #LXII