Psalm 40:1–11

¹I waited patiently for the Lord;

he inclined to me and heard my cry.^*

²He drew me up from the desolate pit,^x

out of the miry bog,

and set my feet upon a rock,

making my steps secure.^*

³He 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.^*

⁴Happy are those who make

the Lord their trust,

who do not turn to the proud,

to those who go astray after false gods.^*

⁵You 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.^*

⁶Sacrifice and offering you do not desire,

but you have given me an open ear.^y

Burnt offering and sin offering

you have not required.^*

⁷Then I said, “Here I am;

in the scroll of the book it is written of me.^z

⁸I delight to do your will, O my God;

your law is within my heart.”^*

⁹I have told the glad news of deliverance

in the great congregation;

see, I have not restrained my lips,

as you know, O Lord.^*

¹⁰I have not hidden your saving help within my heart;

I have spoken of your faithfulness and your salvation;

I have not concealed your steadfast love and your faithfulness

from the great congregation.^*

¹¹Do not, O Lord, withhold

your mercy from me;

let your steadfast love and your faithfulness

keep me safe forever.^*