A New Version of the Psalms of David ‎#LXII

LXII. My Soul for Help on God relies

1 My Soul for Help on God relies;
2 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 Lyes, their chief Delight;
For they, tho' with their Mouth 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 does 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 outweigh.
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: 1760
• Scripture:
  Psalm 62

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