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PSALM XL.

Expectans expectavi.

1 I waited patiently for the Lord :

And he inclined unto me, and heard my calling.

2 He brought me also out of the horrible pit, out of the mire and clay :

And set my feet upon the rock, and ordered my goings.

3 And he hath put a new song in my mouth even a thanksgiving unto our God. 4 Many shall see it, and fear:

And shall put their trust in the Lord.

5 Blessed is the man that hath set his hope in the Lord :

And turned not unto the proud, and to such as go about with lies.

6 O Lord my God, great are the wondrous works which thou hast done,

Like as be also thy thoughts which are to us-ward:

And yet there is no man that ordereth them unto thee. 7 If I should declare them, and speak of them :

They should be more than I am able to express. 8 Sacrifice and meat-offering thou wouldest not :

But mine ears hast thou opened.

9 Burnt-offerings, and sacrifice for sin, hast thou not required :

Then said I, Lo, I come, 10 In the volume of the book it is written of me,

That I should fulfil thy will, O my God: I am content to do it;

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 to us-ward:

They cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee:

If I would declare and speak of them,

They are more than can be numbered.

6 Sacrifice and offering thou didst not desire;

Mine ears hast thou dopened:

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:

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R. V.

P. B. V.

PSALM XLI.

Beatus qui intelligit.

1 Blessed is he that considereth the poor and needy :

The Lord shall deliver him in the time of trouble.

2 The Lord preserve him, and keep him alive, that he may be blessed upon earth:

And deliver not thou him into the will of his enemies.

3 The Lord comfort him, when he lieth sick upon his bed:

Make thou all his bed in his sickness.

4 I said, Lord, be merciful unto me:

Heal my soul, for I have sinned against thee.

5 Mine enemies speak evil of me :

When shall he die, and his name perish?

6 And if he come to see me, he speaketh vanity :

And his heart conceiveth falsehood within himself,

And when he cometh forth he telleth it.

7 All mine enemies whisper together against me :

Even against me do they imagine this evil.

8 Let the sentence of guiltiness proceed against him :

And now that he lieth, let him rise up no more.

9 Yea, even mine own familiar friend, whom I trusted: who did also eat of my bread,

Hath laid great wait for

me.

10 But be thou merciful unto me, O Lord: raise thou me up again,

And I shall reward them. 11 By this I know thou favourest me :

That mine enemy doth not triumph against me.

A. V. XLI. 1. 3. d Heb. turn. h Heb. magnified.

R. V.

port.

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PSALM XLI.

To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.

1 Blessed is he that considereth a the poor:

The LORD will deliver him bin time of trouble.

2 The LORD will preserve him, and keep him alive; and he shall be blessed upon the earth:

And thou wilt not deliver him unto the will of his enemies.

3 The LORD will strengthen him upon the bed of languish ing:

Thou wilt make all his bed in his sickness.

4 I said, LORD, be merciful unto me:

Heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.

5 Mine enemies speak evil of me,

When shall he die, and his name perish?

6 And if he come to see me, he speaketh vanity:

His heart gathereth iniquity to itself;

When he goeth abroad, he telleth it.

7 All that hate me whisper together against me:

Against me do they devise my hurt.

8f An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him:

And now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.

9 Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread,

Hath lifted up his heel against me.

10 But thou, O LORD, be merciful unto me, and raise me up,

That I may requite them. 11 By this I know that thou favourest me,

Because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.

XLI. 1. i Or, the weak. m Heb. turnest, or, changest.

R. V.

PSALM XLI.

For the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

1 Blessed is he that considereth the poor:

The LORD will deliver him in the day of evil.

2 The LORD will preserve him, and keep him alive, and he shall be blessed upon the earth;

And deliver not thou him unto the will of his enemies.

3 The LORD will support him upon the couch of languishing:

Thou m makest all his bed in his sickness.

4 I said, O LORD, have mercy upon me:

Heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.

5 Mine enemies speak evil against me, saying,

When shall he die, and his name perish?

6 And if he come to see me, he speaketh "vanity;

His heart gathereth iniquity to itself:

When he goeth abroad, he telleth it.

7 All that hate me whisper together against me:

Against me do they devise my hurt.

8 An evil disease, say they, Pcleaveth fast unto him:

And now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.

9 Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread,

Hath lifted up his heel against me.

10 But thou, O LORD, have mercy upon me, and raise me up,

That I may requite them. 11 By this I know that thou delightest in me,

Because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.

P. B. V.

12 And when I am in my health, thou upholdest me:

And shalt set me before thy face for ever.

13 Blessed be the Lord God of Israel :

World without end.

Amen.

PSALM XLII.

Quemadmodum.

1 Like as the hart desireth the water-brooks :

So longeth my soul after thee, O God.

2 My soul is athirst for God, yea, even for the living God :

When shall I come to appear before the presence of God?

3 My tears have been my meat day and night :

While they daily say unto me, Where is now thy God?

4 Now when I think thereupon, I pour out my heart by myself:

For I went with the multitude, and brought them forth into the house of God;

5 In the voice of praise and thanksgiving among such as keep holy-day.

6 Why art thou so full of heaviness, O my soul :

And why art thou so disquieted within me?

7 Put thy trust in God: for I will yet give him thanks

For the help of his countenance.

8 My God, my soul is vexed within me :

Therefore will I remember thee concerning the land of Jordan,

And the little hill of Hermon.

9 One deep calleth another, because of the noise of the water-pipes :

A. V. down.

R. V.

4. h Heb. upon.

5. Heb. bowed

&c.

5. j Heb. My soul

P. B. V.

All thy waves and storms are gone over me.

10 The Lord hath granted his loving-kindness in the day-time :

And in the night-season did I sing of him,

And made my prayer unto the God of my life.

11 I will say unto the God of my strength, Why hast thou forgotten me :

Why go I thus heavily, while the enemy oppresseth me?

12 My bones are smitten asunder as with a sword : while mine enemies that trouble me cast me in the teeth;

13 Namely, while they say daily unto me: Where is now thy God?

14 Why art thou so vexed, O my soul :

And why art thou so disquieted within me?

15 O put thy trust in God: for I will yet thank him,

Which is the help of my countenance, and my God.

PSALM XLIII.

Judica me, Deus.

1 Give sentence with me, O God, and defend my cause against the ungodly people :

O deliver me from the deceitful and wicked man. 2 For thou art the God of my strength, why hast thou put me from thee:

And why go I so heavily, while the enemy oppresseth me?

3 O send out thy light and thy truth, that they may lead me: And bring me unto thy holy hill,

And to thy dwelling.

4 And that I may go unto the altar of God,

Even unto the God of my joy and gladness :

XLII. 10. a Or, killing.

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XLIII. 1. b Or, unmerciful.

4.

d Heb. the gladness of my joy.

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XLIII. 4.

11. Or, help.