I have waited, waited for the LORD
and he stooped toward me.
The LORD heard my cry.
He drew me out of the pit of destruction,
out of the mud of swamps;
he set my feet upon a crag;
he made firm my steps.
And he put a new song into my mouth,
a hymn to our God.
Many shall look on in awe and trust in
the LORD.
Though I am afflicted and poor, yet the
LORD thinks of me,
You are my help and my deliverer;
O
my God, hold not back!
Ref: adopted
from Psalm 40
Podeh2016
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