| Chapter 41 |
1 | To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. Blessed [is] he that considereth the poor: the LORD will deliver him in time of trouble.
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2 | The LORD will preserve him, and keep him alive; [and] he shall be blessed upon the earth: and thou wilt not deliver him unto the will of his enemies.
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3 | The LORD will strengthen him upon the bed of languishing: thou wilt make all his bed in his sickness.
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4 | I said, LORD, be merciful unto me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.
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5 | Mine enemies speak evil of me, When shall he die, and his name perish?
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6 | And if he come to see [me], he speaketh vanity: his heart gathereth iniquity to itself; [when] he goeth abroad, he telleth [it].
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7 | All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.
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8 | An evil disease, [say they], cleaveth fast unto him: and [now] that he lieth he shall rise up no more.
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9 | Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, hath lifted up [his] heel against me.
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10 | But thou, O LORD, be merciful unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.
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11 | By this I know that thou favourest me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.
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12 | And as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, and settest me before thy face for ever.
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13 | Blessed [be] the LORD God of Israel from everlasting, and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.
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