Psalm 62

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

2O God, my God, I cry to thee early; my soul has thirsted for thee: how often has my flesh longed after thee, in a barren and trackless and dry land! 3Thus have I appeared before thee in the sanctuary, that I might see thy power and thy glory. 4For thy mercy is better than 1life: my lips shall praise thee. 5Thus will I bless thee during my life: I will lift up my hands in thy name. 6Let my soul be filled as with marrow and fatness; and my joyful lips shall praise thy name. 72

Forasmuch as I have remembered thee on my bed: in the early seasons I have meditated on thee. 8For thou hast been my helper, and in the shelter of thy wings will I rejoice. 9My soul has 3kept very close behind thee: thy right hand has upheld me. 10But they vainly sought after my soul; they shall go into the lowest parts of the earth. 11They shall be delivered up to the power of the sword; they shall be portions for foxes. 12But the king shall rejoice in God; every one that swears by him shall be praised; for the mouth of them that speak unjust things has been stopped.