Psalms 40

¹I waited patiently for the Lord;

²He brought me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay,

³And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God:

⁴Blessed is that man that maketh the Lord his trust,

⁵Many, O Lord my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done,

⁶Sacrifice and offering thou didst not desire;

⁷Then said I, Lo, I come:

⁸I delight to do thy will, O my God:

⁹I have preached righteousness in the great congregation:

¹⁰I have not hid thy righteousness within my heart;

¹¹Withhold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O Lord:

¹²For innumerable evils have compassed me about:

¹³Be pleased, O Lord, to deliver me:

¹⁴Let them be ashamed and confounded together that seek after my soul to destroy it;

¹⁵Let them be desolate for a reward of their shame

¹⁶Let all those that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee:

¹⁷But I am poor and needy; yet the Lord thinketh upon me: