Psalm 40:1–11

¹I waited patiently for Yahweh,

And he inclined to me

and heard my cry for help.

²And so he brought me up from the roaring pit,^b

from the miry clay.

And he put my feet upon a rock;

he made my steps steady.

³Then he put a new song in my mouth,

a praise to our God.

Many will see and fear,

and will trust Yahweh.

⁴Blessed is the man who makes Yahweh his trust

and does not turn to the proud and to those who fall away to a lie.^c

⁵Many things, O Yahweh my God, you have done—

your wonderful deeds and your thoughts toward us.

There is none to compare with you.

If I tried to proclaim and tell of them,

they would be too numerous to count.

⁶A sacrifice and offering you do not desire.

My ears you have opened.^d

Burnt offering and sin offering you have not demanded.

⁷Then I said, “Look, I come.

In the scroll of the book

it is written concerning me:

⁸‘I delight to do your will, O my God,

and your law is deep within me.’ ”^e

⁹I have brought good tidings of righteousness in the great congregation.

Look, I have not shut my lips.

O Yahweh, you surely know that.^f

¹⁰Your righteousness I have not hidden in the midst of my heart.

I have spoken of your faithfulness and your salvation.

I have not concealed your loyal love or your faithfulness

from the great congregation.

¹¹As for you, O Yahweh, do not withhold your mercies from me.

Let your loyal love and your faithfulness

continually preserve me.