Project Psalms
Voice: Neil Mason
Tune: Ballerma
Psalm 40:11-17 Lyrics:
11 Thy tender mercies, Lord, from me
O do thou not restrain;
Thy loving-kindness, and thy truth,
let them me still maintain.

12 For ills past reck'ning compass me,
and mine iniquities
Such hold upon me taken have,
I cannot lift mine eyes:

They more than hairs are on mine head,
thence is my heart dismayed.
13 Be pleased, Lord, to rescue me;
Lord, hasten to mine aid.

14 Shamed and confounded be they all
that seek my soul to kill;
Yea, let them backward driven be,
and shamed, that wish me ill.

15 For a reward of this their shame
confounded let them be.
That in this manner scoffing say,
Aha, aha! to me.

16 In thee let all be glad, and joy,
who seeking thee abide;
Who thy salvation love, say still,
The Lord be magnified.

17 I'm poor and needy, yet the Lord
of me a care doth take:
Thou art my help and savior,
my God, no tarrying make.