Psalms 62:1-3

Psalms 62:1-3

[1] [[To the chief Musician,  to Jeduthun,  A Psalm  of David.]]  Truly my soul  waiteth  upon God:  from him cometh my salvation.  [2] He only is my rock  and my salvation;  he is my defence;  I shall not be greatly  moved.  [3] How 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.