Psalm 40:1-5
To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. I waited patiently for the LORD; he inclined to me and heard my cry. He drew me up from the pit of destruction, out of the miry bog, and set my feet upon a rock, making my steps secure. He put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our God. Many will see and fear, and put their trust in the LORD. Blessed is the man who makes the LORD his trust, who does not turn to the proud, to those who go astray after a lie! You have multiplied, O LORD my God, your wondrous deeds and your thoughts toward us; none can compare with you! I will proclaim and tell of them, yet they are more than can be told.
You are a God of provision, a God who watches over Your people and insures that all my needs are met. But, it is so easy to focus on the provision of my material needs, and much more difficult to remember and thank You for the satisfaction of my spiritual needs.
You have lifted my feet out of the miry bogs and set them on high ground. The miry sloughs of sin and destruction onto the high place at the right hand of the Lamb of God. You put a new song, a song of praise and thanksgiving in my mouth, a song which sings out joy to all to see and hear.
