1 Surely, towards God, silence becometh my soul, From him, is my salvation:
2 Surely, he, is my rock and my salvation, My high tower - I shall not be greatly shaken!
3 How long will ye shout at a man? Ye shall be crushed all of you, - Like a wall that bulgeth, - a fence pushed in!
4 Surely, from his elevation, they have taken counsel to thrust him down, They accept falsehood, - With his mouth, they each of them bless, But, inwardly, they revile. Selah.
5 Surely, towards God, be thou silent, my soul, For, from him, is mine expectation:
6 Surely, he, is my rock, and my salvation, My high tower - I shall not be shaken!
7 Upon God, depend my salvation and mine honour, My rock of strength, my refuge, are in God.
8 Trust ye in him all ye assembly of the people, Pour out, before him, your heart, God, is a refuge for us. Selah.