3 How long will ye against a manplot mischief? ye shall allBe slain; ye as a tott'ring fence shall be,and bowing wall.
4 They only plot to cast him downfrom his excellency:They joy in lies; with mouth they bless,but they curse inwardly.
5 My soul, wait thou with patienceupon thy God alone;On him dependeth all my hopeand expectation.
6 He only my salvation is,and my strong rock is he;He only is my sure defence:I shall not moved be.
7 In God my glory placed is,and my salvation sure;In God the rock is of my strength,my refuge most secure.
8 Ye people, place your confidencein him continually;Before him pour ye out your heart:God is our refuge high.
9 Surely mean men are vanity,and great men are a lie;In balance laid, they wholly aremore light than vanity.