I WAITED patiently for the LORD, * and he inclined unto me, and heard my calling.
 
He brought me also out of the horrible pit, out of the mire and clay, * and set my feet upon the rock, and ordered my goings.
 
And he hath put a new song in my mouth, * even a thanksgiving unto our God.
 
Many shall see it, and fear, * and shall put their trust in the LORD.
 
Blessed is the man that hath set his hope in the LORD, * and turned not unto the proud, and to such as go about with lies.
 
O LORD my God, great are the wondrous works which thou hast done, like as be also thy thoughts, which are to us-ward; * and yet there is no man that ordereth them unto thee.
 
If I should declare them, and speak of them, * they should be more than I am able to express.
 
Sacrifice and offering thou wouldest not, * but mine ears hast thou opened.
 
Burnt-offering and sacrifice for sin hast thou not required: * then said I, LO, I come;
 
In the volume of the book it is written of me, that I should fulfil thy will, O my God: * I am content to do it; yea, thy law is within my heart.
 
I have declared thy righteousness in the great congregation: * lo, I will not refrain my lips, O LORD, and that thou knowest.
 
I have not hid thy righteousness within my heart; * my talk hath been of thy truth, and of thy salvation.
 
I have not kept back thy loving mercy and truth * from the great congregation.
 
Withdraw not thou thy mercy from me, O LORD; * let thy loving-kindness and thy truth alway preserve me.
 
For innumerable troubles are come about me; my sins have taken such hold upon me, that I am not able to look up; * yea, they are more in number than the hairs of my head, and my heart hath failed me.
 
O LORD, let it be thy pleasure to deliver me; * make haste, O LORD, to help me.
 

 
vs 17 Let them be ashamed, and confounded together, that seek after my soul to destroy it; * let them be driven backward, and put to rebuke, that wish me evil.
 
Let them be desolate, and rewarded with shame, * that say unto me, Fie upon thee! fie upon thee!
 
Let all those that seek thee, be joyful and glad in thee; * and let such as love thy salvation, say alway, The LORD be praised.
 
As for me, I am poor and needy; * but the Lord careth for me.
 
Thou art my helper and redeemer; * make no long tarrying, O my God.

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