Psalm
40: Thanksgiving for Deliverance
To the leader. Of David. A Psalm.
1
I waited patiently for the Lord;
God inclined to me and heard my cry.
2
God drew me up from the desolate pit,
out of the miry bog,
and
set my feet upon a rock,
making my steps secure.
3
God put a new song in my mouth,
a
song of praise to our God.
Many
will see and fear,
and put their trust in the Lord.
4
Happy are those who make
the Lord their trust,
who
do not turn to the proud,
to those who go astray after false gods.
5
You have multiplied, O Lord my God,
your wondrous deeds and your thoughts
toward us;
none can compare with you.
Were
I to proclaim and tell of them,
they would be more than can be counted.
6
Sacrifice and offering you do not desire,
but you have given me an open ear.
Burnt
offering and sin offering
you have not required.
7
Then I said, “Here I am;
in the scroll of the book it is written of
me.
8
I delight to do your will, O my God;
your law is within my heart.”
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