3How long will ye imagine mischief against a man? Ye shall be slain all of you: As a bowing wall shall ye be, and as a tottering fence.
4They only consult to cast him 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 is from him.
6He only is my rock and my salvation: He is my defence; I shall not be moved.
7In God is my salvation and my glory: The rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God.