40 I ^(A)waited patiently for the Lord;
    he inclined to me and ^(B)heard my cry.

² He drew me up from ^(A)the pit of destruction,
    out of ^(B)the miry bog,
and ^(C)set my feet upon a rock,
    ^(D)making my steps secure.

³ He put ^(A)a new song in my mouth,
    a song of praise to our God.
Many will ^(B)see and fear,
    and put their trust in the Lord.