Psalm 40-42

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Psalm 40

I waited patiently for Yahweh;

And he inclined to me, and heard my cry.

2 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.

3 And he has put a new song in my mouth, even praise to our Elohim;

Many shall see it, and fear,

And shall trust in Yahweh.

4 Blessed is the man that makes Yahweh his trust,

And respects not the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies.

5 Many, O Yahweh my Elohim, are the wonderful works which you have done,

And your thoughts which are toward us:

They cannot be set in order to you;

If I would declare and speak of them,

They are more than can be numbered.

6 Sacrifice and offering you have no delight in;

My ears have you opened:

Burnt-offering and sin-offering have you not required.

7 Then I said. Lo, I have come;

In the roll of the book it is written of me:

8 I delight to do your will, O my Elohim:

Yes, your law is within my heart.

9 I have proclaimed glad tidings of righteousness in the great assembly;

Lo, I will not refrain my lips, O Yahweh, you know.

10 I have not hid your righteousness within my heart;

I have declared your faithfulness and your salvation;

I have not concealed your lovingkindness and your truth from the great assembly.

11 Withhold not you your tender mercies from me, O Yahweh;

Let your lovingkindness and your truth continually preserve me.

12 For innumerable evils have compassed me about;

My 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 has failed me.

13 Be pleased, O Yahweh, to deliver me:

Hurry to help me, O Yahweh.

14 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.

15 Let them be desolate by reason of their shame

That say to me, Aha, aha.

16 Let all those that seek you rejoice and be glad in you:

Let such as love your salvation say continually,

Yahweh be magnified.

17 But I am poor and needy;

Yet Yahweh thinks upon me:

You are my help and my deliverer;

Do not delay O my Elohim.



For the Chief Musician.

A Psalm of David.


Psalm 41

Blessed is he that considers the poor:

Yahweh will deliver him in the day of evil.

2 Yahweh will preserve him, and keep him alive,

And he shall be blessed upon the earth;

And you will not deliver him to the will of his enemies.

3 Yahweh will support him upon the couch of languishing:

You make all his bed in his sickness.

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

Heal my soul; for I have sinned against you.

5 My enemies speak evil against me, saying,

When will he die, and his name perish?

6 And if he comes to see me, he speaks falsehood;

His heart gathers iniquity to itself:

When he goes abroad, he tells it.

7 All that hate me whisper together against me;

Against me they devise my hurt.

8 An evil disease, they say, clings fast to him;

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

9 Yes, my own familiar friend, in whom I trusted,

Who did eat of my bread,

Has lifted up his heel against me.

10 But you, O Yahweh, have mercy upon me, and raise me up,

That I may requite them.

11 By this I know that you delight in me,

Because my enemy does not triumph over me.

12 And as for me, you uphold me in my integrity,

And set me before your face forever.

13 Blessed be Yahweh, the Elohim of Israel,

From everlasting and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.



For the Chief Musician. Maschil of the sons of Korah.


Psalm 42

As the hart pants after the water brooks,

So pants my soul after you, O Elohim.

2 My soul thirsts for Elohim, for the living El:

When shall I come and appear before Elohim?

3 My tears have been my food day and night,

While they continually say to me,

Where is your Elohim?

4 These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me,

How I went with the throng, and led them to the house of Elohim,

With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping the feast.

5 Why are you cast down, O my soul?

And why are you disquieted within me.

Hope in Elohim; for I shall yet praise him

For the help of his countenance.

6 O my Elohim, my soul is cast down within me:

Therefore do I remember you from the land of the Jordan,

And the Hermons, from the hill Mizar.

7 Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls:

All your waves and your billows have gone over me.

8 Yet Yahweh will command his lovingkindness in the day-time;

And in the night his song shall be with me.

Even a prayer to the El of my life.

9 I will say to El my rock,

Why have you forgotten me?

Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?

10 As with a sword in my bones, my adversaries reproach me,

While they continually say to me,

Where is your Elohim?

11 Why are you cast down, O my soul?

And why are you disquieted within me?

Hope in Elohim; for I shall yet praise him,

Who is the help of my countenance, and my Elohim.


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