Psalm 40 KJVA

Praise for Deliverance

To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.

1 I waited patiently for the Lord;and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.

2 He brought me up also out of a horrible pit,out of the miry clay,and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.

3 And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God:many shall see it, and fear,and shall trust in the Lord.

4 Blessed is that man that maketh the Lord his trust,and respecteth not the proud,nor such as turn aside to lies.

5 Many, O Lord my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done,and thy thoughts which are to us-ward:they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: if I would declare and speak of them,they are more than can be numbered.

6 Sacrifice and offering thou didst not desire;mine ears hast thou opened:burnt offering and sin offering hast thou not required.

7 Then said I, Lo, I come:in the volume of the book it is written of me,

8 I delight to do thy will, O my God:yea, thy law is within my heart.

9 I have preached righteousness in the great congregation:lo, I have not refrained my lips,O Lord, thou knowest.

10 I have not hid thy righteousness within my heart;I have declared thy faithfulness and thy salvation:I have not concealed thy loving-kindness and thy truthfrom the great congregation.

11 Withhold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O Lord:let thy loving-kindness and thy truth continually preserve me.

12 For innumerable evils have compassed me about:mine iniquities have taken hold upon me, so that I am not able to look up;they are more than the hairs of mine head:therefore my heart faileth me.

13 Be pleased, O Lord, to deliver me:O Lord, make haste to help me.

14 Let them be ashamed and confounded togetherthat seek after my soul to destroy it;let them be driven backward and put to shamethat wish me evil.

15 Let them be desolate for a reward of their shamethat say unto me, Aha, aha.

16 Let all those that seek theerejoice and be glad in thee:let such as love thy salvationsay continually, The Lord be magnified.

17 But I am poor and needy; yet the Lord thinketh upon me:thou art my help and my deliverer;make no tarrying, O my God.