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Psalter 111

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Verse 1
I waited for the Lord Most High,
And He inclined to hear my cry;
He took me from destruction's pit
And from the miry clay;
Upon a rock He set my feet,
And steadfast made my way.

Verse 2
A new and joyful song of praise
He taught my thankful heart to raise;
And many, seeing me restore,
Shall fear the Lord and trust;
And blest are they that trust the Lord,
The humble and the just.

Verse 3
O Lord my God, how manifold
Thy wondrous works which I behold,
And all thy loving, gracious thought
Thou hast bestowed on man;
To count Thy mercies I have sought,
But boundless is their span.

Verse 4
Not sacrifice delights the Lord,
But he who hears and keeps His word;
Thou gavest me to hear Thy will,
Thy law is in my heart;
I come the Scripture to fulfill,
Glad tidings to impart.

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