Scripture Verse

I waited patiently for the Lord; and He inclined unto me, and heard my cry. Psalm 40:1


Words: From The Psal­ter (Pitts­burgh, Penn­syl­van­ia: Unit­ed Pres­by­ter­ian Board of Pub­li­ca­tion, 1912), num­ber 111.

Music: Dun­stan Jo­seph Barn­by, 1893 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Joseph Barnby (1838–1896)


I wait­ed for the Lord most high,
And He in­clined to hear my cry;
He took me from de­struc­tion’s pit
And from the mi­ry clay;
Upon a rock he set my feet,
And stead­fast made my way.

A new and joy­ful song of praise
He taught my thank­ful heart to raise;
And ma­ny, see­ing me re­stored,
Shall fear the Lord and trust;
And blest are they that trust the Lord,
The hum­ble and the just.

O Lord my God, how ma­ni­fold
Thy won­drous works which I be­hold,
And all Thy lov­ing, gra­cious thought
Thou hast be­stowed on man;
To count Thy mer­cies I have sought,
But bound­less is their span.

Not sac­ri­fice de­lights the Lord,
But he who hears and keeps His Word;
Thou gav­est me to hear Thy will,
Thy law is in my heart;
I come the Scrip­ture to ful­fill,
Glad tid­ings to im­part.