Ps. > Chapter 62 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 1TRULY my soul waiteth upon God: from him cometh my salvation.2He only is my rock and my salvation; he is my defence; I shall not be greatly moved.3How 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.4They only consult to cast him down from his excellency:...