Psalms 40
40
PSALM 40
Common Meter: 8,6,8,6
1I waited for the Lord my God,
and patiently did bear;
At length to me he did incline
my voice and cry to hear.
2He took me from a fearful pit,
and from the miry clay,
And on a rock he set my feet,
establishing my way.
3He put a new song in my mouth,
our God to magnify:
Many shall see it, and shall fear,
and on the Lord rely.
4O blessed is the man whose trust
upon the Lord relies;
Respecting not the proud, nor such
as turn aside to lies.
5O Lord my God, full many are
the wonders thou hast done;
Thy gracious thoughts to us-ward far
above all thoughts are gone:
In order none can reckon them
to thee: if them declare,
And speak of them I would, they more
than can be number'd are.
6No sacrifice nor offering
didst thou at all desire;
Mine ears thou bor'd: sin-off 'ring thou
and burnt didst not require:
7Then to the Lord these were my words,
I come, behold and see;
Within the volume of the book
it written is of me:
8To do thy will I take delight,
O thou my God that art;
Yea, that most holy law of thine
I have within my heart.
9Within the congregation great
I righteousness did preach:
Lo, thou dost know, O Lord, that I
refrained not my speech.
10I never did within my heart
conceal thy righteousness;
I thy salvation have declar'd,
and shown thy faithfulness:
Thy kindness, which most loving is,
concealed have not I,
Nor from the congregation great
have hid thy verity.
11Thy tender mercies, Lord, from me
O do thou not restrain;
Thy loving-kindness, and thy truth,
let them me still maintain.
12For ills past reck'ning compass me,
and mine iniquities
Such hold upon me taken have,
I cannot lift mine eyes:
They more than hairs are on mine head,
thence is my heart dismay'd.
13Be pleased, Lord, to rescue me;
Lord, hasten to mine aid.
14Sham'd and confounded be they all
that seek my soul to kill;
Yea, let them backward driven be,
and sham'd, that wish me ill.
15For a reward of this their shame
confounded let them be.
That in this manner scoffing say,
Aha, aha! to me.
16In thee let all be glad, and joy,
who seeking thee abide;
Who thy salvation love, say still,
The Lord be magnify'd.
17I'm poor and needy, yet the Lord
of me a care doth take:
Thou art my help and saviour,
my God, no tarrying make.
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Psalms 40
40
For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.
1I waited patiently for the LORD;
And he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.
2He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay;
And he set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.
3And 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.
4Blessed is the man that maketh the LORD his trust,
And respecteth not the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies.
5Many, O LORD my God, are the wonderful works which thou hast done,
And thy thoughts which are to us-ward:
They cannot be set in order unto thee;
If I would declare and speak of them,
They are more than can be numbered.
6Sacrifice and offering thou hast no delight in;
Mine ears hast thou opened:
Burnt offering and sin offering hast thou not required.
7Then said I, Lo, I am come;
In the roll of the book it is written of me:
8I delight to do thy will, O my God;
Yea, thy law is within my heart.
9I have published righteousness in the great congregation;
Lo, I will not refrain my lips,
O LORD, thou knowest.
10I 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.
11Withhold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O LORD:
Let thy lovingkindness and thy truth continually preserve me.
12For innumerable evils have compassed me about,
Mine iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to look up;
They are more than the hairs of mine head, and my heart hath failed me.
13Be pleased, O LORD, to deliver me:
Make haste to help me, O LORD.
14Let them be ashamed and confounded together
That seek after my soul to destroy it:
Let them be turned backward and brought to dishonour
That delight in my hurt.
15Let them be desolate by reason of their shame
That say unto me, Aha, Aha.
16Let all those that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee:
Let such as love thy salvation say continually,
The LORD be magnified.
17But I am poor and needy;
Yet the Lord thinketh upon me:
Thou art my help and my deliverer;
Make no tarrying, O my God.
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