I waited patiently for Jehovah; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry. And he brought me up out of the pit of destruction, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock; he hath established my goings: And he hath put a new song in my mouth, praise unto our God. Many shall see it, and fear, and shall confide in Jehovah. Blessed is the man that hath made Jehovah his confidence, and turneth not to the proud, and to such as turn aside to lies. Thou, O Jehovah my God, hast multiplied thy marvellous works, and thy thoughts toward us: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee; would I declare and speak them, they are more than can be numbered.

⁶Sacrifice and oblation thou didst not desire: ears hast thou prepared me. Burnt-offering and sin-offering hast thou not demanded; ⁷Then said I, Behold, I come, in the volume of the book it is written of me— ⁸To do thy good pleasure, my God, is my delight, and thy law is within my heart. ⁹I have published righteousness in the great congregation: behold, I have not withheld my lips, Jehovah, thou knowest. ¹⁰I have not hidden thy righteousness within my heart; I have declared thy faithfulness and thy salvation: I have not concealed thy loving-kindness and thy truth from the great congregation.

¹¹Withhold not thou, Jehovah, thy tender mercies from me; let thy loving-kindness and thy truth continually preserve me. ¹²For innumerable evils have compassed me about: mine iniquities have taken hold upon me, so that I cannot see; they are more than the hairs of my head: and my heart hath failed me. ¹³Be pleased, O Jehovah, to deliver me; Jehovah, make haste to my help. ¹⁴Let them be ashamed and brought to confusion together that seek after my soul to destroy it; let them be turned backward and confounded that take pleasure in mine adversity; ¹⁵Let them be desolate, because of their shame, that say unto me, Aha! Aha! ¹⁶Let all those that seek thee be glad and rejoice in thee; let such as love thy salvation say continually, Jehovah be magnified! ¹⁷But I am afflicted and needy: the Lord thinketh upon me. Thou art my help and my deliverer: my God, make no delay.

Psalm 41

To the chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

Blessed is he that understandeth the poor: Jehovah will deliver him in the day of evil. Jehovah will preserve him, and keep him alive; he shall be made happy in the land; and thou wilt not deliver him to the will of his enemies. Jehovah will sustain him upon the bed of languishing: thou turnest all his bed in his sickness. As for me, I said, Jehovah, be gracious unto me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.

⁵Mine enemies wish me evil: When will he die, and his name perish? ⁶And if one come to see me, he speaketh falsehood; his heart gathereth wickedness to itself: he goeth abroad, he telleth it. ⁷All that hate me whisper together against me; against me do they devise my hurt. ⁸A thing of Belial cleaveth fast unto him; and now that he is laid down, he will rise up no more. ⁹Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I confided, who did eat of my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me. ¹⁰But thou, Jehovah, be gracious unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite them. ¹¹By this I know that thou delightest in me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me. ¹²But as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, and settest me before thy face for ever. ¹³Blessed be Jehovah, the God of Israel, from eternity to eternity! Amen, and Amen.

Psalm 42

To the chief Musician. An instruction; of the sons of Korah.

As the hart panteth after the water-brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God. My soul thirsteth for God, for the living •God: when shall I come and appear before God? My tears have been my bread day and night, while they say unto me all the day, Where is thy God? These things I remember and have poured out my soul within me: how I passed along with the multitude, how I went on with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, a festive multitude. Why art thou cast down, my soul, and art disquieted in me? hope in God; for I shall yet praise him, for the health of his countenance.

⁶My God, my soul is cast down within me; therefore do I remember thee from the land of the Jordan, and the Hermons, from mount Mizar. ⁷Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy cataracts; all thy breakers and thy billows are gone over me. ⁸In the day-time will Jehovah command his loving-kindness, and in the night his song shall be with me, a prayer unto the •God of my life. ⁹I will say unto •God my rock, Why hast thou forgotten me? why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy? ¹⁰As with a crushing in my bones mine adversaries reproach me, while they say unto me all the day, Where is thy God? ¹¹Why art thou cast down, my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God; for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.

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