Psalms 40TYN

1To the chanter, a Psalm of David. I waited patiently for the LORD, which inclined(enclined) himself unto me: and heard my calling.

2He brought me out of the horrible pit, out of the mire and clay: he set my feet upon the rock, and ordered my goings.

3He hath put a new song in my mouth, even a thanksgiving unto our God. Many men seeing this, shall fear the LORD, and put their trust in him.

4Blessed is the man that setteth his hope in the LORD, and turneth not unto the proud, and to such as go about with lies.

5O LORD my God, great are thy wonderous works which thou hast done: and in thy thoughts toward us there may none be likened unto thee. I would declare them, and speak of them: but they are so many, that they can not be told.

6Sacrifice and offering thou wouldest not have, but a body hast thou ordained me: burntoffering and sacrifice for sin thou hast not allowed.

7Then said I: Lo, I come. In the beginning of the book it is written of me,

8that I should fulfill thy will O my God, and that am I content to do: yea thy law is within my heart.

9I will preach of thy righteousness in the great congregation: Lo, I will not refrained my lips, O LORD, and that thou knowest.

10I do not hide thy righteousness in my heart, my talking is of thy truth and saving health: I keep not thy loving mercy and faithfulness back from the great congregation.

11Turn not thou thy mercy from me, O LORD, but let thy loving-kindness and truth alway preserve me.

12For innumerable troubles are come about me: my sins have taken such hold upon me, that I am not able to look up: yea they are more in number than the hairs of my head, and my heart hath failed me.

13O LORD, let it be thy pleasure to deliver me, make haste (O LORD) to help me.

14Let them be ashamed and confounded, that seek after my soul, to destroy it: let them fall backward and be put to confusion, that wish me evil.

15Let them soon be brought to shame, that cry over me: there there.

16But let all those that seek thee, be joyful and be glad in thee: and let all such as delight in thy saving health, say alway: The LORD be praised.

17As for me, I am poor and in misery, but the Lord(LORDE) careth for me. Thou art my helper and redeemer, make no long tarrying, O my God.

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