1 ¶ I waited patiently for the LORD; and he turned to me, and heard my cry.

2 He brought me up out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and made my steps secure.

3 And he put a new song in my mouth, a praise to our God: many will see it, and fear, and will trust in the LORD.

4 Blessed is that man who puts his trust in the LORD, and is not turned aside by the proud, and those who run after lies.

5 Many, O LORD my God, are the wonderful works that you have done, and the plans you have for us: none can compare to you: if I would proclaim and tell of them, they are more than can be numbered.

6 ¶ You do not delight in sacrifice and offering; you have opened my ears to hear your word: and have not required burnt offering and sin offering.

7 Then I said, Lo, I come: in the volume of the book it is written of me,

8 I delight to do your will, O my God: yea, your law is within my heart.

9 I have proclaimed the glad tidings of righteousness in the great congregation: see, I have not restrained my lips, O LORD, you know.

10 I have not hidden your righteousness within my heart; I have declared your faithfulness and your salvation: I have not concealed your loving-kindness and your truth from the great congregation.

11 ¶ Do not withhold your tender mercies from me, O LORD: let your loving-kindness and your truth always protect and preserve me.

12 For I am surrounded by more troubles than I can number: my sins have taken such a hold on me, that I am not able to look up; they are more than the hairs of my head: therefore I have lost my courage.

13 Be pleased, O LORD, to deliver me: hasten to help me, O LORD.

14 Let those who seek to take my life be ashamed and confounded; let those who wish me evil be driven backward and put to shame.

15 Let those who say to me, Aha, aha be appalled by their own shame.

16 But may all who look to you for help find joy and delight in you: let all who love your salvation say continually, The LORD is great.

17 But I am poor and needy; yet the Lord thinks of me: you are my help and my deliverer; O my God, do not tarry.

Psalm 41

To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.

1 ¶ Blessed is he who considers the poor: the LORD will deliver him in time of trouble.

2 The LORD will preserve him, and keep him alive; and he will be blessed upon the earth: and you will not deliver him to the will of his enemies.

3 The LORD will strengthen him on his sickbed: you will sustain him on his bed in his sickness.

4 I said, LORD, be merciful to me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against you.

5 ¶ My enemies speak evil of me saying, When will he die, and his name disappear?

6 If one of them comes to see me, he speaks lies: he stores up evil gossip in his heart; and when he goes out, he tells it.

7 All who hate me whisper together about me: working against me they plan to harm me.

8 They say, an evil disease has been poured out on him: may he lie there and never get up.

9 Yea, my own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, who did eat of my food, has lifted up his heel against me.

10 But you, O LORD, be merciful to me, and raise me up, that I may pay them back.

11 By this I know that you favor me, because my enemy does not triumph over me.

12 And as for me, you have upheld me in my innocence, and set me in your presence forever.

13 Blessed is the LORD God of Israel from everlasting, and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.