I waited patiently for the Lord; and he inclined uno me, and heard my cry (Psalm 40:1).

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 (Psalm 40:2).

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 (Psalm 40:3).

Blessed is that man that maketh the Lord his trust, and respecteth not the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies (Psalm 40:4).