Psalm 62; Philippians 4:10–13; Habakkuk 3:17–19

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Psalm 62

My Soul Waits for God Alone

To the choirmaster: according to xJeduthun. A Psalm of David.

For God alone ymy soul zwaits in silence;

from him comes my salvation.

aHe alone is my rock and my salvation,

my bfortress; cI shall not be greatly shaken.

How long will all of you attack a man

to batter him,

like da leaning wall, a tottering fence?

They only plan to thrust him down from his ehigh position.

They take pleasure in falsehood.

fThey bless with their mouths,

but inwardly they curse. Selah

For God alone, O ymy soul, wait in silence,

for my hope is from him.

aHe only is my rock and my salvation,

my fortress; I shall not be shaken.

On God rests my gsalvation and my glory;

my mighty rock, hmy refuge is God.

iTrust in him at all times, O people;

jpour out your heart before him;

God is ha refuge for us. Selah

kThose of low estate are but a breath;

those of high estate lare a delusion;

in the balances they go up;

kthey are together lighter than a breath.

10  Put no trust in extortion;

mset no vain hopes on robbery;

nif riches increase, set not your heart on them.

11  oOnce God has spoken;

otwice have I heard this:

that ppower belongs to God,

12  and that to you, O Lord, qbelongs steadfast love.

For you will rrender to a man

according to his work.


Philippians 4:10–13

God’s Provision

10 I rejoiced in the Lord greatly that now at length zyou have revived your concern for me. You were indeed concerned for me, but you had no opportunity. 11 Not that I am speaking of being in need, for I have learned, in whatever situation I am, to be acontent. 12 I know how to be brought low, and I know how to abound. In any and every circumstance, I have learned the secret of facing plenty and bhunger, abundance and cneed. 13 I can do all things dthrough him who strengthens me.


Habakkuk 3:17–19

Habakkuk Rejoices in the Lord

17  Though the fig tree should not blossom,

nor fruit be on the vines,

the produce of the olive fail

and the fields yield no food,

the flock be cut off from the fold

and there be no herd in the stalls,

18  eyet I will rejoice in the Lord;

fI will take joy in the God of my salvation.

19  God, the Lord, is my strength;

ghe makes my feet like the deer’s;

he makes me htread on my ihigh places.

jTo the choirmaster: with kstringed1 instruments.