Psalms 40:3

¹  I waited patiently for the LORD; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.

²  He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.

³  And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the LORD.

⁴  Blessed is that man that maketh the LORD his trust, and respecteth not the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies.

⁵  Many, O LORD my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to us-ward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.