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Psalm 62:5 - Tree of Life Version

They only plot to topple him from his rank. Delighting in falsehood, they bless with their mouth, but inwardly they curse. Selah

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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 Adonai, O my soul. Adonai my God, You are very great! You are clothed with splendor and majesty—


Let sinners vanish from the earth and let the wicked be no more. Bless Adonai, O my soul. Halleluyah!


Halleluyah! Praise Adonai, O my soul!


Wait for Adonai and keep His way, and He will exalt you to inherit the land. When the wicked are cut off, you will see it.


Everyone goes about as a mere phantom. Surely they are making an uproar in vain, heaping up stuff— yet not knowing who will gather it.


As with a crushing in my bones, my adversaries taunt me, by saying to me all day, “Where is your God?”


These things I remember as I pour out my soul within me. For I used to go along with the throng, walking with them to the House of God, with a voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping a festival.


Why are You downcast, O my soul? Why are you murmuring within me? Hope in God, for I will yet praise Him, the salvation of my countenance.


For You are my hope, Adonai my Lord— my trust from my youth.


Be not a ruin to me— You are my refuge in the evil day.


Their tongue is a deadly arrow, speaking deceit. With his mouth each says shalom to his neighbor, while inwardly setting a trap for him.


For such things shall I not punish them?” It is a declaration of Adonai. “Should I not avenge Myself on such a nation as this?”


But I—I will watch for Adonai. I will wait for the God of my salvation. My God will hear me.


For the vision is yet for an appointed time. It hastens to the end and will not fail. If it should be slow in coming, wait for it, For it will surely come—it will not delay.”


Therefore, wait for me, declares Adonai, for the day when I rise up for plunder: for My decision is to assemble nations, to gather kingdoms, to pour out My fury upon them— all My burning anger. For in the fire of My wrath all the earth will be consumed.


My eager expectation and hope is that in no way will I be put to shame, but that with complete boldness Messiah will even now, as always, be exalted in my body—whether through life or through death.