Psalms 41

1 “To the chief musician, a psalm of David.” Happy is he that careth for the poor: on the day of evil will the Lord deliver him.

For the leader; for Jeduthun. A psalm of David. Happy are those who consider the weak; in the day of misfortune the Lord will deliver them.

2 The Lord will preserve him, and keep him alive; he shall be made happy on the earth: and thou wilt not deliver him unto the revengeful desire of his enemies.

He will keep them safe, happy, and long in the land, and not give them up to the rage of their foes.

3 The Lord will sustain him upon the bed of painful disease: thou changest all his couch in his sickness.

The Lord will sustain them on bed of languishing; tending their sickness, as long as they lie.

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

For this cause I say, ‘Lord, show me your favour; heal me, because I have sinned against you.’

5 My enemies speak evil of me, When will he die, and his name perish?

My enemies speak of me nothing but evil, ‘When will he die, and his name pass away?’

6 And if he come to see [me], he speaketh falsely: his heart gathereth wickedness to itself; he goeth abroad [and] speaketh it.

When one comes to see me, their words ring hollow; their heart keeps gathering mischief the while; and when they go out, they give it speech.

7 Altogether whisper against me all that hate me: against me do they devise my injury.

In secret they whisper together against me, all those who hate me plot evil against me.

8 “His godless deed [say they] is poured out over him: as he lieth there he will never more rise up again.”

‘Some fatal disease has fastened upon him; and now that he lies, he will rise up no more.’

9 Yea, even the man that should have sought my welfare, in whom I trusted, who eateth my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me.

My most trusted friend, on whom I relied, who ate of my bread, has turned against me.

10 But thou, O Lord, be gracious unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite it unto them.

But do you, Lord, graciously raise me up, that I may pay them their due reward.

11 By this do I know that thou art pleased with me, that my enemy doth not triumph over me.

By this will I know you delight in me: if my foes may not shout over me in triumph.

12 But as for me, thou upholdest me in my integrity, and placest me before thy presence for ever.

For my innocence you uphold me, and set me forever before your face.

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

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