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To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. I waited patiently for the Lord; And He inclined to me, And heard my cry.
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He also brought me up out of a horrible pit, Out of the miry clay, And set my feet upon a rock, And established my steps.
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He has put a new song in my mouth-- Praise to our God; Many will see it and fear, And will trust in the Lord.
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Blessed is that man who makes the Lord his trust, And does not respect the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies.
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Many, O Lord my God, are Your wonderful works Which You have done; And Your thoughts toward us Cannot be recounted to You in order; If I would declare and speak of them, They are more than can be numbered.
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Sacrifice and offering You did not desire; My ears You have opened. Burnt offering and sin offering You did not require.