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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 moe 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 lovingkindness and thy truth from the great congregation. 
 11 Withhold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O Lord: 
Let thy lovingkindness 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 moe 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 together that seek after my soul to destroy it; 
Let them be driven backward and put to shame that wish me evil. 
 15 Let them be desolate for a reward of their shame 
That say unto me, Aha, aha! 
 16 Let all those that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee: 
Let such as love thy salvation say 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.