1 I waited for the Lord my God, and patiently did bear; At length to me he did incline my voice and cry to hear. 2 He took me from a fearful pit, and from the miry clay, And on a rock he set my feet, establishing my way. 3 He put a new song in my mouth, our God to magnify: Many shall see it, and shall fear, and on the Lord rely. 4 O blessèd is the man whose trust upon the Lord relies; Respecting not the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies. 5 O Lord my God, full many are the wonders thou hast done; Thy gracious thoughts to us-ward far above all thoughts are gone: In order none can reckon them to thee: if them declare, And speak of them I would, they more than can be numbered are. 6 No sacrifice nor offering didst thou at all desire; Mine ears thou bored: sin-off'ring thou and burnt didst not require: 7 Then to the Lord these were my words, I come, behold and see; Within the volume of the book it written is of me: 8 To do thy will I take delight, O thou my God that art; Yea, that most holy law of thine I have within my heart. 9 Within the congregation great I righteousness did preach: Lo, thou dost know, O Lord, that I refrainèd not my speech. 10 I never did within my heart conceal thy righteousness; I thy salvation have declared, and shown thy faithfulness: Thy kindness, which most loving is, concealèd have not I, Nor from the congregation great have hid thy verity. 11 Thy tender mercies, Lord, from me O do thou not restrain: Thy loving-kindness, and thy truth, let them me still maintain. 12 For ills past reck'ning compass me, and mine iniquities Such hold upon me taken have, I cannot lift mine eyes: They more than hairs are on mine head, thence is my heart dismayed. 13 Be pleasèd, Lord, to rescue me; Lord, hasten to mine aid. 14 Shamed and confounded be they all that seek my soul to kill; Yea, let them backward driven be, and shamed, that wish me ill. 15 For a reward of this their shame confounded let them be, That in this manner scoffing say, Aha, aha! to me. 16 In thee let all be glad, and joy, who seeking thee abide; Who thy salvation love, say still, The Lord be magnified. 17 I'm poor and needy, yet the Lord of me a care doth take: Thou art my help and sävior, my God, no tarrying make.