To the conductor, upon Jeduthun, a melody of David.1Surely toward God my soul is silent; from him is my salvation.2Surely he is my rock and my salvation, my high refuge; I shall not be shaken greatly.3How long will you plot against a man? You will all be slain like a leaning wall, like a tottering fence.4Surely from his elevation they plot to thrust him down; they take pleasure in falsehood with their mouth; they bless, yet inwardly they curse. Selah.5Surely to God be silent, my soul, for from him is my hope.6Surely he is my rock and my salvation, my high refuge; I shall not be shaken.7Upon God is my salvation and my glory; the rock of my strength and my refuge are in God.8Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out your heart before him; God is a refuge for us. Selah.9Surely the sons of man are vanity, the sons of man a lie; in the balances they rise together from vanity.10Do not trust in oppression, and in robbery do not become vain; if strength bears fruit, do not set your heart upon it.11God has spoken one thing; two things I have heard: that strength belongs to God.12And to you, Lord, belongs kindness, for you repay each man according to his work.