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Psalms 39

The Book of Psalms

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Chapter 40

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   For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. I waited patiently for Jehovah; And he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.  

 

 

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  He brought me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay; And he set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.  

 

 

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  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 Jehovah.  

 

 

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  Blessed is the man that maketh Jehovah his trust, And respecteth not the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies.  

 

 

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  Many, O Jehovah my God, are the wonderful works which thou hast done, And thy thoughts which are to us-ward; They cannot be set in order unto thee; If I would declare and speak of them, They are more than can be numbered.  

 

 

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  Sacrifice and offering thou hast no delight in; Mine ears hast thou opened: Burnt-offering and sin-offering hast thou not required.  

 

 

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  Then said I, Lo, I am come; In the roll of the book it is written of me:  

 

 

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  I delight to do thy will, O my God; Yea, thy law is within my heart.  

 

 

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  I have proclaimed glad tidings of righteousness in the great assembly; Lo, I will not refrain my lips, O Jehovah, thou knowest.  

 

 

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  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 assembly.  

 

 

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  Withhold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O Jehovah; Let thy lovingkindness and thy truth continually preserve me.  

 

 

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  For innumerable evils have compassed me about; Mine iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to look up; They are more than the hairs of my head; And my heart hath failed me.  

 

 

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  Be pleased, O Jehovah, to deliver me: Make haste to help me, O Jehovah.  

 

 

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  Let them be put to shame and confounded together That seek after my soul to destroy it: Let them be turned backward and brought to dishonor That delight in my hurt.  

 

 

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  Let them be desolate by reason of their shame That say unto me, Aha, aha.  

 

 

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  Let all those that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee: Let such as love thy salvation say continually, Jehovah be magnified.  

 

 

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  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.   

 

 

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Psalms 41

 

 

 

 

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