PSALM 40
To the chief Musician, A Psalm of
David.
1 I
waiteda
patiently for the LORD; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry. 2
He brought me up also out of an horribleb 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.
6Sacrifice
and offering thou didst not desire; mine ears hast thou openedc:
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 withind
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.
11Withhold
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.
The Holy Bible
King James Version
The Holy Bible : King James Version. 1995. Oak
Harbor, WA: Logos Research Systems, Inc.
a
I waited...: Heb. In waiting I waited
b
an horrible...: Heb. a pit of noise
c
opened: Heb. digged
d
within...: Heb. in the midst of my bowels
