1. To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. I waited patiently for the LORD; and he inclined to me, and heard my cry.
2. He brought me up also out of a 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 to 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] toward us, they cannot be reckoned up in order to thee [if] I would declare and speak [of them], they are more than can be numbered.
6. Sacrifice and offering thou didst not desire; my 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 loving-kindness and thy truth from the great congregation.
11. Withhold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O LORD let thy loving-kindness and thy truth continually preserve me.
12. For innumerable evils have encompassed me my iniquities have taken hold upon me, so that I am not able to look up; they are more than the hairs of my 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 to 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 delay, O my God.