Psalm 40:1–11

¹I waited patiently for Jehovah;

And he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.

²He brought me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay;

And he set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.

³And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God:

Many shall see it, and fear,

And shall trust in Jehovah.

⁴Blessed is the man that maketh Jehovah his trust,

And respecteth not the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies.

⁵Many, O Jehovah my God, are the wonderful works which thou hast done,

And thy thoughts which are to us-ward;

They cannot be set in order unto thee;

If I would declare and speak of them,

They are more than can be numbered.

⁶Sacrifice and offering thou hast no delight in;

Mine ears hast thou opened:

Burnt-offering and sin-offering hast thou not required.

⁷Then said I, Lo, I am come;

In the roll of the book it is written of me:

⁸I delight to do thy will, O my God;

Yea, thy law is within my heart.

⁹I have proclaimed glad tidings of righteousness in the great assembly;

Lo, I will not refrain my lips, O Jehovah, thou knowest.

¹⁰I have not hid thy righteousness within my heart;

I have declared thy faithfulness and thy salvation;

I have not concealed thy lovingkindness and thy truth from the great assembly.

¹¹Withhold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O Jehovah;

Let thy lovingkindness and thy truth continually preserve me.