Psalms Chapter 62
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Deus Deus meus, ad te.
The prophet aspireth after God.
62:1. A psalm of David while he was in the desert of Edom.
62:2. O God, my God, to thee do I watch at break of day. For thee my soul hath thirsted; for thee my flesh, O how many ways!
62:3. In a desert land, and where there is no way, and no water: so in the sanctuary have I come before thee, to see thy power and thy glory.
62:4. For thy mercy is better than lives: thee my lips will praise.
62:5. Thus will I bless thee all my life long: and in thy name I will lift up my hands.
62:6. Let my soul be filled as with marrow and fatness: and my mouth shall praise thee with joyful lips.
62:7. If I have remembered thee upon my bed, I will meditate on thee in the morning:
62:8. Because thou hast been my helper. And I will rejoice under the covert of thy wings:
62:9. My soul hath stuck close to thee: thy right hand hath received me.
62:10. But they have sought my soul in vain, they shall go into the lower parts of the earth:
62:11. They shall be delivered into the hands of the sword, they shall be the portions of foxes.
62:12. But the king shall rejoice in God, all they shall be praised that swear by him: because the mouth is stopped of them that speak wicked things.