Sunday, November 13, 2011

PSALM 40


The following is a version of Psalm 40 in Rhyme and Metre. The verse numbers in the psalm are the same as those in the original. I’ve tried to be consistent with this.

For the choir director: A psalm of David.

1          I waited patiently for God: And then He heard my cry!
2          He drew me from the deadly pit and set my feet on high;
            Upon a rock; above the mire; establishing my ways,
3          That I might sing to Him a song of reverence and praise!
           
4          Bless’d is the man who places in Almighty God his trust;
            Who isn't proud, nor turns aside, nor follows after lust.
5          Many wonders, O my Lord, by You they have been done.
            All the things You've planned for us aren't told by any one.
            No man alive has numbered them, or totalled the amount;
            Exceeding the ability of any man to count!
           
6          Sacrifice and offerings, The Lord does not desire
            It's only man's obedience You've said that You require.
7          I then said, "Here am I, I've come" as it says in the scroll.
8          I long to do Your will because Your law fills heart and soul;
9          And in the great assembly I'll speak of righteousness;
10         I will not cease declaring, Lord, Your love and faithfulness.
           
11         Don’t withhold Your mercy Lord. May love and truth       protect
12         Me from the countless troubles, I see when I reflect
            Upon my many sins. Far more than hairs upon my head,
            Preventing me from seeing you. They make my heart stop dead!
           
13         Be pleased, my Lord, to save me. Come quickly to my aid;
14         May all who seek to take my life be rapidly dismayed.
            May all who wish to ruin me, be turned back in disgrace;
15         And those that say to me, "Aha" be shamed by what they face!
16         May those that love salvation, exalt You with their voice;
            And may those that are glad in You & seek Your name, rejoice!
17         For though I'm poor and needy, You'll think of me today.
            The Lord God's my Deliverer! His help He won't delay.

                     Jim Strickland – Written 1985

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