Psalm 40

FOr God I waited patiently,
Plung'd in a dreadfull pit,
My cry he heard
And did regard,
And pluckt me out of it.
He brought me out of miry clay,
And to a rock me led,
My feet to stay
In safer way
My steps he stablished.
New songs put in my mouth did he,
His praises to record:
Many shall see,
And fear, by mee,
And trust upon the Lord.
Blest man whose faith and whole repose
In God doth firme abide,
And no whit knows
The proud, nor those
To lies that turn aside.
O Lord my God how marvellous
The works which thou hast wrought?
How numerous
Are, towards us,
The thoughts which thou hast thought?
No man can reckon what they are
In order unto thee:
Would I compare
And them declare,
They cannot numbred be.

2. Part.
NO sacrifice dost thou desire,
Nor offering brought thee in:
None made by fire
Dost thou require,
Nor offering brought for sin.
But thou hast opened mine ear,
Then said I, lo I come:
Thy volumes bear
Me witness there,
Thy book contains the sum.
My God, I joy to do thy will,
Thy law is in my heart:
Where throngs do fill
Thy Sions hill,
Thy truth will I impart.
Lo I my lips have not refrain'd,
O Lord thou know'st no less:
With heart restrain'd
Have not retain'd
Or hid thy righteousness.
And thy salvation have not I
Conceal'd in any sort:
Thy truth nor thy
Benignitie
From all the great resort.
With-hold not thou ô Lord from mee
Thy tender love therefore:
Thy favour free
And truth let be
My keepers evermore.

3. Part.
INnumerable woes infold,
And mine iniquities
On me take hold,
So uncontroll'd,
I cannot lift mine eyes.
More mis'ries do my soul assail
Then hairs are on my head:
They so prevail
My heart doth fail,
By them discouraged.
O Lord defend me, Lord so please,
My help make haste unto:
Confusion seize
And shame on these
That my souls hurt pursue.
Who wish me ill, ô cause that they
With shame repulsed be;
Destruction pay
Their shame, that say,
Aha, Aha, to me.
Let them that seek thee in thee joy,
Who thy salvation love
Let them reply
Continually
Extoll'd be God above.
A poor and needy wretch am I,
Yet not of God forgot:
My help and my
Assur'd supply,
My God ô tarry not.