Bshps PSA Chapter 40

40 To the chiefe musition, a psalme of Dauid. I wayted patiently vpon God, and he enclined vnto me his eare: and heard my crying. 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. 3 And he hath put a newe song in my mouth: euen a thankesgeuyng vnto our Lorde. 4 Many shall see it, and feare: and shall put their trust in God. 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. 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. 7 Thou wouldest haue no sacrifice or offeryng, but thou hast opened myne eares: thou hast not required burnt offerynges and sacrifice for sinne. 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. 9 I haue declared thy righteousnes in a great congregatio: lo I wil not refraine my lippes O God thou knowest it. 10 I haue not hyd thy ryghteousnesse within my heart: my talkyng hath ben of thy trueth and of thy saluation. I haue not concealed thy louyng mercie and trueth: from the great congregation. 11 Withdrawe not thou thy mercie from me O God: let thy louyng kyndnesse and thy trueth alway preserue me. 12 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. 13 O God let it be thy pleasure to deliuer me: make haste O God to helpe me. 14 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. 15 Let them be desolate in recompence of their shame: that say vnto me, fye vpon thee, fye vpon thee. 16 Let all those that seeke thee be glad and ioyfull in thee: and let such as loue thy saluation, say alway God be magnified. 17 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.