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Psalm 62:5 - Revised Standard Version

For God alone my soul waits in silence, for my hope is from him.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

My soul, wait thou only upon God; For my expectation is from him.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

My soul, wait only upon God and silently submit to Him; for my hope and expectation are from Him.

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American Standard Version (1901)

My soul, wait thou in silence for God only; For my expectation is from him.

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Common English Bible

Oh, I must find rest in God only, because my hope comes from him!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

So will I bless you in my life, and I will lift up my hands in your name.

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Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

Thus will I bless thee all my life long: and in thy name I will lift up my hands.

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Psalm 62:5
21 Tagairtí Cros  

Bless the Lord, O my soul! O Lord my God, thou art very great! Thou art clothed with honor and majesty,


Let sinners be consumed from the earth, and let the wicked be no more! Bless the Lord, O my soul! Praise the Lord!


Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord, O my soul!


Wait for the Lord, and keep to his way, and he will exalt you to possess the land; you will look on the destruction of the wicked.


“And now, Lord, for what do I wait? My hope is in thee.


Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my help and my God.


Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my help


Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my help and my God.


For thou, O Lord, art my hope, my trust, O Lord, from my youth.


Be not a terror to me; thou art my refuge in the day of evil.


Therefore thus says the Lord of hosts: “Behold, I will refine them and test them, for what else can I do, because of my people?


Their tongue is a deadly arrow; it speaks deceitfully; with his mouth each speaks peaceably to his neighbor, but in his heart he plans an ambush for him.


But as for me, I will look to the Lord, I will wait for the God of my salvation; my God will hear me.


For still the vision awaits its time; it hastens to the end—it will not lie. If it seem slow, wait for it; it will surely come, it will not delay.


“Therefore wait for me,” says the Lord, “for the day when I arise as a witness. For my decision is to gather nations, to assemble kingdoms, to pour out upon them my indignation, all the heat of my anger; for in the fire of my jealous wrath all the earth shall be consumed.


as it is my eager expectation and hope that I shall not be at all ashamed, but that with full courage now as always Christ will be honored in my body, whether by life or by death.