2He onely is my rocke and my saluation: he is my defence, I shall not be greatly moued. 3How long wil ye imagine mischiefe against a man? ye shall be slaine all of you: as a bowing wall shall ye be, and as a tottering fence. 4They onely consult to cast him downe from his excellency, they delight in lies: they blesse with their mouth, but they curse inwardly. Selah.5My soule, wait thou onely vpon God: for my expectation is from him. 6He onely is my rocke and my saluation; he is my defence; I shall not bee moued.