New International Reader's Version

Psalm 62

Psalm 62

For the director of music. For Jeduthun. A psalm of David.

It is surely true that I find my rest in God.
    He is the God who saves me.
It is surely true that he is my rock. He is the God who saves me.
    He is like a fort to me. I will always be secure.

How long will you enemies attack me?
    Will all of you throw me down?
I’m like a leaning wall.
    I’m like a fence about to fall.
Surely my enemies only want to pull me down
    from my place of honor.
    They take delight in telling lies.
They bless me with what they say.
    But in their hearts they ask for bad things to happen to me.

Yes, I must find my rest in God.
    He is the God who gives me hope.
It is surely true that he is my rock and the God who saves me.
    He is like a fort to me, so I will always be secure.
I depend on God to save me and to honor me.
    He is my mighty rock and my place of safety.
Trust in him at all times, you people.
    Tell him all your troubles.
    God is our place of safety.

Surely ordinary people are only a breath.
    Important people are not what they seem to be.
If they were weighed on a scale, they wouldn’t amount to anything.
    Together they are only a breath.
10 Don’t trust in money you have taken from others.
    Don’t put false hope in things you have stolen.
Even if your riches grow,
    don’t put your trust in them.

11 God, I have heard you say two things.
    One is that power belongs to you, God.
12     The other is that your love, Lord, never ends.
You will reward everyone
    in keeping with what they have done.

The Message

Psalm 62

A David Psalm

11-2 God, the one and only—
    I’ll wait as long as he says.
Everything I need comes from him,
    so why not?
He’s solid rock under my feet,
    breathing room for my soul,
An impregnable castle:
    I’m set for life.

3-4 How long will you gang up on me?
    How long will you run with the bullies?
There’s nothing to you, any of you—
    rotten floorboards, worm-eaten rafters,
Anthills plotting to bring down mountains,
    far gone in make-believe.
You talk a good line,
    but every “blessing” breathes a curse.

5-6 God, the one and only—
    I’ll wait as long as he says.
Everything I hope for comes from him,
    so why not?
He’s solid rock under my feet,
    breathing room for my soul,
An impregnable castle:
    I’m set for life.

7-8 My help and glory are in God
    —granite-strength and safe-harbor-God—
So trust him absolutely, people;
    lay your lives on the line for him.
    God is a safe place to be.

Man as such is smoke,
    woman as such, a mirage.
Put them together, they’re nothing;
    two times nothing is nothing.

10 And a windfall, if it comes—
    don’t make too much of it.

11 God said this once and for all;
    how many times
Have I heard it repeated?
    “Strength comes
Straight from God.”

12 Love to you, Lord God!
    You pay a fair wage for a good day’s work!