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Psalm
40

To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.

1
I waited patiently for the LORD; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.

2
He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my
feet upon a rock, and established my goings.

3
And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: many shall
see it, and fear, and shall trust in the LORD.

4
Blessed is that man that maketh the LORD his trust, and respecteth not the
proud, nor such as turn aside to lies.

5
Many, O LORD my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy
thoughts which are to us-ward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee:
if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.

6
Sacrifice and offering thou didst not desire; mine ears hast thou opened: burnt
offering and sin offering hast thou not required.

7
Then said I, Lo, I come: in the volume of the book it is written of me,

8
I delight to do thy will, O my God: yea, thy law is within my heart.

9
I have preached righteousness in the great congregation: lo, I have not refrained
my lips, O LORD, thou knowest.

10
I have not hid thy righteousness within my heart; I have declared thy
faithfulness and thy salvation: I have not concealed thy lovingkindness and thy
truth from the great congregation.

11
Withhold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O LORD: let thy lovingkindness
and thy truth continually preserve me.

12
For innumerable evils have compassed me about: mine iniquities have taken hold
upon me, so that I am not able to look up; they are more than the hairs of mine
head: therefore my heart faileth me.

13
Be pleased, O LORD, to deliver me: O LORD, make haste to help me.

14
Let them be ashamed and confounded together that seek after my soul to destroy
it; let them be driven backward and put to shame that wish me evil.

15
Let them be desolate for a reward of their shame that say unto me, Aha, aha.

16
Let all those that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee: let such as love thy
salvation say continually, The LORD be magnified.

17
But I am poor and needy; yet the Lord thinketh upon me: thou art my help and my
deliverer; make no tarrying, O my God.