Psalms

¹ For the director of music. Of David. A psalm. I waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry.

² out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand.

³ a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear and put their trust in the Lord.

⁴ who makes the Lord his trust, who does not look to the proud, to those who turn aside to false gods.

⁵ are the wonders you have done. The things you planned for us no one can recount to you; were I to speak and tell of them, they would be too many to declare.

⁶ but my ears you have pierced; burnt offerings and sin offerings you did not require.

⁷ it is written about me in the scroll.

⁸ your law is within my heart.”

⁹ I do not seal my lips, as you know, O Lord.

¹⁰ I speak of your faithfulness and salvation. I do not conceal your love and your truth from the great assembly.

¹¹ may your love and your truth always protect me.

¹² my sins have overtaken me, and I cannot see. They are more than the hairs of my head, and my heart fails within me.

¹³ O Lord, come quickly to help me.

¹⁴ be put to shame and confusion; may all who desire my ruin be turned back in disgrace.

¹⁵ be appalled at their own shame.

¹⁶ rejoice and be glad in you; may those who love your salvation always say, “The Lord be exalted!”

¹⁷ may the Lord think of me. You are my help and my deliverer; O my God, do not delay.