Psalms 40:1-2
I waited patiently for Yahweh. He turned to me, and heard my cry. He brought me up also out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay. He set my feet on a rock, and gave me a firm place to stand.
Wisdom shapes a waited patiently that is embodied in work and rest. Psalms 40:1-2: trace "out" and "waited". Let waited patiently in what we refuse to say—turn hope into steady work.
The setting is Psalms—poetry/wisdom, naming waited patiently. Placed in ch. 40, the nearby lines set its tone. There’s a line into wisdom & worship. The nearby sentences supply the texture.