[To the chiefe Musician,
A Psalme of Dauid.]
1
I waited patiently for the Lord, and he inclined vnto me, and heard my crie.
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.
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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.
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Blessed is that man that maketh the Lord his truste: and respecteth not the proud, nor such as turne aside to lies.
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.
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Sacrifice and offering thou didst not desire, mine eares hast thou opened: burnt offering and sinne-offering hast thou not required.
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Then sayd I, Loe, I come: in the volume of the booke it is written of me:
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I delight to doe thy will, O my God: yea thy lawe is within my heart.
9
I haue preached righteousnesse in the great congregation: loe, I haue not refrained my lippes, O Lord, thou knowest.
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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.
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With-hold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O Lord: let thy louing kindnesse, and thy trueth continually preserue me.
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.
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Be pleased, O Lord, to deliuer me: O Lord, make haste to helpe me.
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.
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Let them be desolate, for a reward on their shame, that say vnto me, Aha, aha!
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Let all those that seeke thee, reioyce and bee glad in thee: let such as loue thy saluation, say continually, The Lord be magnified.
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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.