Psalm 40

Psalm 40 – Thanksgiving and Petition

For the leader. A psalm of David.

1For the Lord I waited and waited,

till, inclining to me,

he heard my cry.

2From the horrible pit he drew me,

up out of the miry clay;

he set my feet on a rock,

and my steps he made firm.

3He put a new song in my mouth,

of praise to our God.

Many see it, and, filled with awe,

put their trust in the Lord.

4Happy the person who has put

in the Lord their trust,

not looking to false gods

or turning to idols.

5With us you have wrought in rich measure,

O Lord our God,

your marvels and purposes for us –

none may compare with you –

were I to declare or to tell them,

past counting are they.

6In offerings bloody or bloodless

you have no delight,

but with open ears you have made me.

Burnt-offering and offering for sin

are not what you ask.

7Then said I, “Here I am,

as the roll of the book has enjoined.

8My delight, O God, is to do your will,

and your law is within my heart.”

9Well, O Lord, you know

that, with lips unrestrained,

your righteousness I told

in the great congregation,

10not hiding it in my heart.

I have told of your steadfast help,

from the great congregation I hid not

your love and your faithfulness.

11So do not restrain, Lord,

your pity from us.

Your love and your faithfulness – ever

may they be our shield.

12For evils that cannot be numbered

have compassed me round.

My transgressions have followed me up –

I can bear it no more.

They are more than the hairs of my head,

and my heart has forsaken me.

13O Lord, be pleased to deliver me,

haste to my help, O Lord.

14May those who are seeking my life

be ashamed and confounded together;

may those who delight in my hurt

be defeated and brought to dishonor.

15May those who hurrah over me

be dumbfounded because of their shame.

16But may all who seek after you

rejoice and be glad in you.

May all those eager for your aid,

say, “Great is the Lord” evermore.

17I am weak and needy,

yet the Lord cares for me.

You are my help and deliverer;

don’t delay, my God.