Psalm 40[a] For the director of music. Of David. A psalm.

1 I waited patiently for the Lord;     he turned to me and heard my cry. 2 He lifted me out of the slimy pit,     out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock     and gave me a firm place to stand. 3 He put a new song in my mouth,     a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear the Lord     and put their trust in him.

4 Blessed is the one     who trusts in the Lord, who does not look to the proud,     to those who turn aside to false gods.[b] 5 Many, Lord my God,     are the wonders you have done,     the things you planned for us. None can compare with you;     were I to speak and tell of your deeds,     they would be too many to declare.

6 Sacrifice and offering you did not desire—     but my ears you have opened[c]—     burnt offerings and sin offerings[d] you did not require. 7 Then I said, “Here I am, I have come—     it is written about me in the scroll.[e] 8 I desire to do your will, my God;     your law is within my heart.”

9 I proclaim your saving acts in the great assembly;     I do not seal my lips, Lord,     as you know. 10 I do not hide your righteousness in my heart;     I speak of your faithfulness and your saving help. I do not conceal your love and your faithfulness     from the great assembly.