Psalms 62
PreviewRead this chapter in modern language
Our AI rewrites the passage in plain modern English while preserving the original meaning. Counts toward your daily message limit.
1[To the chief Musician, to Jeduthun, A Psalm of David.] Truly my soul waiteth upon God: from him my salvation.
2He only my rock and my salvation; my defence; I shall not be greatly moved.
3How long will ye imagine mischief against a man? ye shall be slain all of you: as a bowing wall a tottering fence.
4They only consult to cast down from his excellency: they delight in lies: they bless with their mouth, but they curse inwardly. Selah.
5My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation from him.
+7 verses
Continue reading Psalms 62
Sign in (it's free) to read the full chapter with verse search, dark mode, AI paraphrase and saved progress across devices.
King James Version (1611) is in the public domain. Text bundled with PentecostalGPT.