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1 I waited patiently for the Lord. He turned to me and heard my cry.
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I waited patiently for the Lord; he inclined to me and heard my cry.
2 He lifted me out of the pit of destruction, out of the sticky mud. He stood me on a rock and made my feet steady.
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He drew me up from the pit of destruction, out of the miry bog, and set my feet upon a rock, making my steps secure.
3 He put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God. Many people will see this and worship him. Then they will trust the Lord.
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He put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God. Many will see and fear, and put their trust in the Lord.
4 Happy is the person who trusts the Lord, who doesn't turn to those who are proud or to those who worship false gods.
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Blessed is the man who makes the Lord his trust, who does not turn to the proud, to those who go astray after a lie!
5 Lord my God, you have done many miracles. Your plans for us are many. If I tried to tell them all, there would be too many to count.
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You have multiplied, O Lord my God, your wondrous deeds and your thoughts toward us; none can compare with you! I will proclaim and tell of them, yet they are more than can be told.
6 You do not want sacrifices and offerings. But you have made a hole in my ear to show that my body and life are yours. You do not ask for burnt offerings and sacrifices to take away sins.
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In sacrifice and offering you have not delighted, but you have given me an open ear. Burnt offering and sin offering you have not required.
7 Then I said, "Look, I have come. It is written about me in the book.
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Then I said, “Behold, I have come; in the scroll of the book it is written of me:
8 My God, I want to do what you want. Your teachings are in my heart."
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I delight to do your will, O my God; your law is within my heart. ”
9 I will tell about your goodness in the great meeting of your people. Lord, you know my lips are not silent.
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I have told the glad news of deliverance in the great congregation; behold, I have not restrained my lips, as you know, O Lord.
10 I do not hide your goodness in my heart; I speak about your loyalty and salvation. I do not hide your love and truth from the people in the great meeting.
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I have not hidden your deliverance within my heart; I have spoken of your faithfulness and your salvation; I have not concealed your steadfast love and your faithfulness from the great congregation.
11 Lord, do not hold back your mercy from me; let your love and truth always protect me.
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As for you, O Lord, you will not restrain your mercy from me; your steadfast love and your faithfulness will ever preserve me!
12 Troubles have surrounded me; there are too many to count. My sins have caught me so that I cannot see a way to escape. I have more sins than hairs on my head, and I have lost my courage.
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For evils have encompassed me beyond number; my iniquities have overtaken me, and I cannot see; they are more than the hairs of my head; my heart fails me.
13 Please, Lord, save me. Hurry, Lord, to help me.
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Be pleased, O Lord, to deliver me! O Lord, make haste to help me!
14 People are trying to kill me. Shame them and disgrace them. People want to hurt me. Let them run away in disgrace.
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Let those be put to shame and disappointed altogether who seek to snatch away my life; let those be turned back and brought to dishonor who delight in my hurt!
15 People are making fun of me. Let them be shamed into silence.
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Let those be appalled because of their shame who say to me, “Aha, Aha! ”
16 But let those who follow you be happy and glad. They love you for saving them. May they always say, "Praise the Lord!"
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But may all who seek you rejoice and be glad in you; may those who love your salvation say continually, “Great is the Lord! ”
17 Lord, because I am poor and helpless, please remember me. You are my helper and savior. My God, do not wait. For the director of music. A psalm of David.
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As for me, I am poor and needy, but the Lord takes thought for me. You are my help and my deliverer; do not delay, O my God!