Bay Psalm BookPsalm 40

¹ With expectation for the Lord I waited patiently; and he inclined unto me, also he heard my cry. ² He brought me out of dreadful pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, he stablished my way.

³ And in my mouth put a new song, of praise our God unto: many shall see, and fear, upon the Lord shall trust also. ⁴ Blest is the man that on the Lord maketh his trust abide, nor doth the proud respect, nor such to lies as turn aside.

⁵ O thou Jehovah, thou my God, hast many wonders wrought, and likewise towards us thou hast conceiv’d many a thought: their sum cannot be reckon’d up in order unto thee: would I declare and speak of them, beyond account they be.

⁶ Thou sacrifice and offering would’st not; thou bor’st mine ear: burnt off’ring and sin offering thou neither didst require. ⁷ Then said I, Lo, I come: i’th book’s roll it is writ of me, ⁸ To do thy will, God, I delight: thy laws in my heart be.

⁹ In the great congregation thy righteousness I show: lo, I have not refrain’d my lips, Jehovah, thou dost know. ¹⁰ I have not hid thy righteousness within my heart alone; I have declar’d thy faithfulness and thy salvation:

thy mercy nor thy truth have I from the great church concleal’d. ¹¹ Let not thy tender mercies be from me, O Lord, withheld: let both thy kindness and thy truth keep me my life throughout. ¹² Because innumerable ills have compass’d me about:

my sins have caught me so that I not able am to see; more are they than hairs of my head: therefore my heart fails me. ¹³ Be pleas’d, Lord, to deliver me: to help me, Lord, make haste. ¹⁴ At once abash’d and sham’d let be who seek my soul to waste;

let them be driven back and sham’d, that wish me misery. ¹⁵ Let them be waste to quit their shame that say to me, fy, fy. ¹⁶ Let all be glad and joy in thee that seek thee: let them say who thy salvation love, the Lord be magnify’d alway.

¹⁷ I both distress’d and needy am; the Lord yet thinks on me: my help and my deliv’rer thou; my God, do not tarry.