1For the end, a Psalm of David for Jeduthun.

2Shall not my soul be subjected to God?
For of him is my salvation.

3For he is my God and my Savior;
My helper, I shall not be moved very much.

4How long will ye assault a man?
Ye are all slaughtering
As with a bowed wall and a broken hedge.

5They only took counsel to set at nought mine honor:
I ran in thirst:
With their mouth they blessed, but with their heart they cursed. Pause.

6Nevertheless do thou, my soul, be subjected to God;
For of him is my patient hope.

7For he is my God and my Savior;
My helper, I shall not be moved.

8In God is my salvation and my glory:
He is the God of my help, and my hope is in God.

9Hope in him, all ye congregation of the people;
Pour out your hearts before him, for God is our helper. Pause.

10But the sons of men are vain;
The sons of men are false, so as to be deceitful in the balances;
They are all alike formed out of vanity.

11Trust not in unrighteousness,
And lust not after robberies:
If wealth should flow in, set not your heart upon it.

12God has spoken once, and I have heard these two things,
That power is of God;

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and mercy is thine, O Lord;
For thou wilt recompense every one according to his works.