From men who are thy hand, O Jehovah, from men of this age: their portion is in this life, and their belly thou fillest with thy hid treasure; they have their fill of sons, and leave the rest of their substance to their children.

My God, I cry by day, and thou answerest not; and by night, and there is no rest for me:

Rest in Jehovah, and wait patiently for him: fret not thyself because of him that prospereth in his way, because of the man that bringeth mischievous devices to pass.

And I said, Oh that I had wings like a dove! I would fly away, and be at rest;

All the day long they wrest my words; all their thoughts are against me for evil.

{To the chief Musician. On Jeduthun. A Psalm of David.} Upon God alone doth my soul rest peacefully; from him is my salvation.

Upon God alone, O my soul, rest peacefully; for my expectation is from him.

That thou mayest give him rest from the days of evil, until the pit be digged for the wicked.

So that I swore in mine anger, that they should not enter into my rest.

Return unto thy rest, O my soul; for Jehovah hath dealt bountifully with thee.

For the sceptre of wickedness shall not rest upon the lot of the righteous; lest the righteous put forth their hands unto iniquity.

Arise, Jehovah, into thy rest, thou and the ark of thy strength.

This is my rest for ever; here will I dwell, for I have desired it.