Psalms 40
1 I waited patiently for the Lord; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.
2 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.
3 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
In a time of trouble in our great nation let us not forget that the Father’s shoulders are broad enough for you to cry on, strong enough to absorb with compassion the desires of your soul and needs of your broken heart. But they are also able to lift you from the quicksand of old hurts and wounds, setting your “feet upon a rock” and putting “a new song” in your heart.
