I waited patiently for The Lord;
he turned to me and heard my cry.
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.
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.
Blessed is the one
who trusts in the Lord,
who does not look proud,
to those who turn aside to false gods.
Many, Lord my God,
are the wonders you have for us.
None can compare with you;
were I to speak and tell of your deeds,
they would be too many to declare.
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