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1 I wait­ed pa­tient­ly for the LORD; and he in­clined unto me, and heard my cry.
2 He brought me up also out of an 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 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 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 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.