Psalm 40 Bishops' Bible 1568

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Psa 40:1 <To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid.> I wayted patiently vpon God, and he enclined vnto me [his eare]: and heard my crying. Psa 40:2 He brought me also out of an horrible pyt, out of the dirtie mire: and set my feete vpon a rocke, and directed my goynges. Psa 40:3 And he hath put a newe song in my mouth: euen a thankesgeuyng vnto our Lorde. Psa 40:4 Many shall see it, and feare: and shall put their trust in God. Psa 40:5 Blessed is the man that hath set his hope in God: and turned not vnto the proude, and to such as decline to lyes. Psa 40:6 O God my Lord, great are thy wonderous workes which thou hast done: & none can count in order thy benefites towarde vs, yf I woulde declare them and speake of them, they shoulde be mo then I am able to expresse. Psa 40:7 Thou wouldest haue no sacrifice or offeryng, but thou hast opened myne eares: thou hast not required burnt offerynges and sacrifice for sinne. Psa 40:8 Then sayde I, lo I am come: in the booke of thy lawe it is written of me that I shoulde fulfyll thy wyll O my God, I am content to do it, yea thy lawe is within the middest of my brest. Psa 40:9 I haue declared thy righteousnes in a great congregatio: lo I wil not refraine my lippes O God thou knowest [it.] Psa 40:10 I haue not hyd thy ryghteousnesse within my heart: my talkyng hath ben of thy trueth and of thy saluation. (40:11) I haue not concealed thy louyng mercie and trueth: from the great congregation. Psa 40:11 (40:12) Withdrawe not thou thy mercie from me O God: let thy louyng kyndnesse and thy trueth alway preserue me. Psa 40:12 (40:13) For innumerable troubles are come about me, my sinnes haue taken such holde vpon me that I am not able to loke vp: yea they are mo in number then the heeres of my head, & my heart hath fayled me. Psa 40:13 (40:14) O God let it be thy pleasure to deliuer me: make haste O God to helpe me. Psa 40:14 (40:15) Let them be ashamed and confounded together that seke after my soule to destroy it: let them be dryuen backwarde & be put to rebuke that wyshe me euyll. Psa 40:15 (40:16) Let them be desolate in recompence of their shame: that say vnto me, fye vpon thee, fye vpon thee. Psa 40:16 (40:17) Let all those that seeke thee be glad and ioyfull in thee: and let such as loue thy saluation, say alway God be magnified. Psa 40:17 (40:18) As for me I am afflicted and needye, but God careth for me: thou art my ayde and delyuerer, O my God make no long tarying.

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