Psalm 62:1
Verse 1 of 12. The 62nd of 150 chapters in Psalms, in Poetry and Wisdom.
1Truly my soul waiteth upon God: from him cometh my salvation.
2He only is my rock and my salvation; he is my defence; I shall not be greatly moved.
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.
King James Version. Public domain. Set as prose throughout, including the poetry, because the text is published to us without its lines.