062) Psalm 40

Psalm 40 To the chief musician, a Psalm of David.

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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 out 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 a wonder wrought, and likewise towards us thou hast conceived many a thought: their sum cannot be reck’ned up in order unto thee: would I declare and speak of them, beyond account they be.