Psalm 39

1I said, “I will guard my ways that I may not sin with my tongue; I will keep a muzzle on my mouth as long as the wicked are in my presence.”

2I was silent and still; I held my peace to no avail; my distress grew worse,

3my heart became hot within me. While I mused, the fire burned; then I spoke with my tongue:

4Lord, let me know my end, and what is the measure of my days; let me know how fleeting my life is.

5You have made my days a few handbreadths, and my lifetime is as nothing in your sight. Surely everyone stands as a mere breath. Selah

6Surely everyone goes about like a shadow. Surely for nothing they are in turmoil; they heap up, and do not know who will gather.

7“And now, O Lord, what do I wait for? My hope is in you.

8Deliver me from all my transgressions. Do not make me the scorn of the fool.

9I am silent; I do not open my mouth, for it is you who have done it.

10Remove your stroke from me; I am worn down by the blows of your hand.

11“You chastise mortals in punishment for sin, consuming like a moth what is dear to them; surely everyone is a mere breath. Selah

12“Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear to my cry; do not hold your peace at my tears. For I am your passing guest, an alien, like all my forebears.

13Turn your gaze away from me, that I may smile again, before I depart and am no more.”

Psalm 40

1I waited patiently for the Lord; he inclined to me and heard my cry.

2He drew me up from the desolate pit, out of the miry bog, and set my feet upon a rock, making my steps secure.

3He 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.

4Happy are those who make the Lord their trust, who do not turn to the proud, to those who go astray after false gods.

5You have multiplied, O Lord my God, your wondrous deeds and your thoughts toward us; none can compare with you. Were I to proclaim and tell of them, they would be more than can be counted.

6Sacrifice and offering you do not desire, but you have given me an open ear. Burnt offering and sin offering you have not required.

7Then I said, “Here I am; in the scroll of the book it is written of me.

8I delight to do your will, O my God; your law is within my heart.”

9I have told the glad news of deliverance in the great congregation; see, I have not restrained my lips, as you know, O Lord.

10I have not hidden your saving help 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.

11Do not, O Lord, withhold your mercy from me; let your steadfast love and your faithfulness keep me safe forever.

12For evils have encompassed me without number; my iniquities have overtaken me, until I cannot see; they are more than the hairs of my head, and my heart fails me.

13Be pleased, O Lord, to deliver me; O Lord, make haste to help me.

14Let all those be put to shame and confusion who seek to snatch away my life; let those be turned back and brought to dishonor who desire my hurt.

15Let those be appalled because of their shame who say to me, “Aha, Aha!”

16But may all who seek you rejoice and be glad in you; may those who love your salvation say continually, “Great is the Lord!”

17As 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.

Psalm 41

1Happy are those who consider the poor; the Lord delivers them in the day of trouble.

2The Lord protects them and keeps them alive; they are called happy in the land. You do not give them up to the will of their enemies.

3The Lord sustains them on their sickbed; in their illness you heal all their infirmities.

4As for me, I said, “O Lord, be gracious to me; heal me, for I have sinned against you.”

5My enemies wonder in malice when I will die, and my name perish.

6And when they come to see me, they utter empty words, while their hearts gather mischief; when they go out, they tell it abroad.

7All who hate me whisper together about me; they imagine the worst for me.

8They think that a deadly thing has fastened on me, that I will not rise again from where I lie.

9Even my bosom friend in whom I trusted, who ate of my bread, has lifted the heel against me.

10But you, O Lord, be gracious to me, and raise me up, that I may repay them.

11By this I know that you are pleased with me; because my enemy has not triumphed over me.

12But you have upheld me because of my integrity, and set me in your presence forever.

13Blessed be the Lord, the God of Israel, from everlasting to everlasting. Amen and Amen.

From the oremus Bible Browser http://bible.oremus.org v2.2.8 14 July 2018.


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