To the director; of Je·duʹthun.* A melody of David.
My salvation comes from him.+
All of you are as dangerous as a leaning wall, a stone wall ready to collapse.*
With their mouth they bless, but inside they are cursing.+ (Selah)
7 Upon God depends my salvation and my glory.
My strong rock, my refuge, is God.+
8 Trust in him at all times, O people.
Pour out your hearts before him.+
God is a refuge for us.+ (Selah)
When laid together on the scales, they are lighter than a mere breath.+
10 Do not trust in extortion
Or put false hopes in robbery.
If your wealth increases, do not set your heart on it.+
11 Once God has spoken, twice I have heard this:
That strength belongs to God.+