Psalms 41

1 For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David. Blessed is the one who cares for the poor; the LORD will deliver him in the day of trouble.

2 The LORD will protect and preserve him; He will bless him in the land and refuse to give him over to the will of his foes.

3 The LORD will sustain him on his bed of illness and restore him from his bed of sickness.

4 I said, “O LORD, be gracious to me; heal me, for I have sinned against You.”

5 My enemies say with malice: “When will he die and be forgotten?”

6 My visitor speaks falsehood; he gathers slander in his heart; he goes out and spreads it abroad.

7 All who hate me whisper against me; they imagine the worst for me:

8 “A vile disease has been poured into him; he will never get up from where he lies!”

9 Even my close friend whom I trusted, the one who shared my bread, has lifted up his heel against me.

10 But You, O LORD, be gracious to me and raise me up, that I may repay them.

11 By this I know that You delight in me, for my enemy does not triumph over me.

12 In my integrity You uphold me and set me in Your presence forever.

13 Blessed be the LORD, the God of Israel, from everlasting to everlasting. Amen and Amen.

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.

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.

3 The LORD will strengthen him upon the bed of languishing: thou wilt make all his bed in his sickness.

4 I said, LORD, be merciful unto me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.

5 ¶ Mine enemies speak evil of me, When shall he die, and his name perish?

6 And if he come to see [me], he speaketh vanity: his heart gathereth iniquity to itself; [when] he goeth abroad, he telleth [it].

7 All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.

8 An evil disease, [say they], cleaveth fast unto him: and [now] that he lieth he shall rise up no more.

9 Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, hath lifted up [his] heel against me.

10 But thou, O LORD, be merciful unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.

11 By this I know that thou favourest me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.

12 And as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, and settest me before thy face for ever.

13 Blessed [be] the LORD God of Israel from everlasting, and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.

1 a psalm of David, to be sung.

2 Blessed is he that taketh care of the needy. The LORD will save him in the evil time.

3 The LORD shall preserve him, and keep him alive, and make him prosperous in the earth, and shall not give him into the will of his enemies.

4 The LORD shall refresh him in his bed of death: thou shalt save him from all his sickness.

5 And I said, Lord, be merciful unto me, and heal my soul: for I have sinned against thee.

6 Mine enemies speak evil against me, saying, When shall he die, and his name perish?

7 They come to look, and yet mean not in their heart, but seek something that they may blaspheme, and go and bear it.

8 All they that hate me murmur together against me, and think evil of me.

9 you have decided a knavery on me: If he lies, he shall not rise again!

10 My friend also, in whom I trusted, which did eat my bread, treadeth me under foot.

11 But thou, O LORD, be gracious unto me, and help me up, and I will pay them.

12 By this I know that thou delightest in me, that mine enemy shall not exult over me.

13 But thou hast preserved me for my righteousness' sake, and hast set me before thy face for ever.

14 Blessed be the LORD God of Israel from henceforth even for ever. Amen, amen.