40:1 To
the
chiefe
Musician,
A
Psalme
of
Dauid.
I
waited
patiently
for
the
Lord,
and
he
inclined
vnto
me,
and
heard
my
crie.
40:2 He
brought
me
vp
also
out
of
an
horrible
pit,
out
of
the
mirie
clay,
and
set
my
feete
vpon
a
rock,
and
established
my
goings.
40:3 And
he
hath
put
a
new
song
in
my
mouth,
euen
praise
vnto
our
God:
many
shall
see
it,
and
feare,
and
shall
trust
in
the
Lord.
40:4 Blessed
is
that
man
that
maketh
the
Lord
his
truste:
and
respecteth
not
the
proud,
nor
such
as
turne
aside
to
lies.
40:5 Many,
O
Lord
my
God;
are
thy
wonderfull
workes
which
thou
hast
done,
and
thy
thoughts,
which
are
to
vs
ward:
they
cannot
be
reckoned
vp
in
order
vnto
thee:
if
I
would
declare
and
speake
of
them,
they
are
moe
then
can
be
numbred.
40:6 Sacrifice
and
offering
thou
didst
not
desire,
mine
eares
hast
thou
opened:
burnt
offering
and
sinne-offering
hast
thou
not
required.
40:7 Then
sayd
I,
Loe,
I
come:
in
the
volume
of
the
booke
it
is
written
of
me:
40:8 I
delight
to
doe
thy
will,
O
my
God:
yea
thy
lawe
is
within
my
heart.
40:9 I
haue
preached
righteousnesse
in
the
great
congregation:
loe,
I
haue
not
refrained
my
lippes,
O
Lord,
thou
knowest.
40:10 I
haue
not
hid
thy
righteousnesse
within
my
heart,
I
haue
declared
thy
faithfulnesse
and
thy
saluation:
I
haue
not
concealed
thy
louing
kindnesse,
and
thy
truth,
from
the
great
congregation.
40:11 With-hold
not
thou
thy
tender
mercies
from
me,
O
Lord:
let
thy
louing
kindnesse,
and
thy
trueth
continually
preserue
me.
40:12 For
innumerable
euils
haue
compassed
me
about,
mine
iniquities
haue
taken
hold
vpon
me,
so
that
I
am
not
able
to
looke
vp:
they
are
moe
then
the
haires
of
mine
head,
therefore
my
heart
faileth
me.
40:13 Be
pleased,
O
Lord,
to
deliuer
me:
O
Lord,
make
haste
to
helpe
me.
40:14 Let
them
be
ashamed
and
confounded
together,
that
seeke
after
my
soule
to
destroy
it:
let
them
be
driuen
backward,
and
put
to
shame,
that
wish
me
euill.
40:15 Let
them
be
desolate,
for
a
reward
on
their
shame,
that
say
vnto
me,
Aha,
aha!
40:16 Let
all
those
that
seeke
thee,
reioyce
and
bee
glad
in
thee:
let
such
as
loue
thy
saluation,
say
continually,
The
Lord
be
magnified.
40:17 But
I
am
poore
and
needy,
yet
the
Lord
thinketh
vpon
me:
thou
art
my
helpe
and
my
deliuerer,
make
no
tarrying,
O
my
God.
