< Psalms 41 >
1 To the Chief Musician. A Melody of David. How happy is he that is attentive to the poor, In the day of calamity, will Yahweh deliver him:
Unto the end. A Psalm of David himself. Blessed is he who shows understanding toward the needy and the poor. The Lord will deliver him in the evil day.
2 Yahweh, will preserve him and keep him alive, And he shall be pronounced happy in the land, Do not then give him up at the desire of his enemies!
May the Lord preserve him and give him life, and make him blessed upon the earth. And may he not hand him over to the will of his adversaries.
3 Yahweh, will sustain him upon the bed of sickness, All his couch, hast thou transformed in his disease.
May the Lord bring him help on his bed of sorrow. In his infirmity, you have changed his entire covering.
4 I, said—O Yahweh, show me favour, heal thou my soul, for I have sinned against thee:
I said, “O Lord, be merciful to me. Heal my soul, because I have sinned against you.”
5 Mine enemies, speak ill of me, When will he die, and his name perish?
My enemies have spoken evils against me. When will he die and his name perish?
6 And, if he have come to see me, Falsehood, doth he speak, His own heart, gathereth iniquity to itself, he goeth forth, abroad he telleth it.
And when he came in to see me, he was speaking emptiness. His heart gathered iniquity to itself. He went outside, and he was speaking in the same way.
7 Together—against me, do all who hate me whisper among themselves, Against me, devise they hurt for me.
All my enemies were whispering against me. They were thinking up evils against me.
8 An infliction of the Abandoned One hath been fixed upon him, and, now that he hath lien down, he will not again rise.
They established an unjust word against me. Will he that sleeps no longer rise again?
9 Even the man whom I used to salute, in whom I put confidence, who used to eat my bread, —hath magnified his heel against me!
For even the man of my peace, in whom I hoped, who ate my bread, has greatly supplanted me.
10 But, thou, O Yahweh, show me favour and raise me up, That I may repay them.
But you, O Lord, have mercy on me, and raise me up again. And I will requite them.
11 Hereby, do I know that thou delightest in me, In that mine enemy shall not raise a shout over me.
By this, I knew that you preferred me: because my adversary will not rejoice over me.
12 But, as for me, In my blamelessness, hast thou held me fast, And hast caused me to stand before thee unto times age-abiding.
But you have sustained me, because of my innocence, and you have confirmed me in your sight in eternity.
13 Blessed be Yahweh, the God of Israel, From the age that is past, even unto the age yet to come: Amen and Amen!
Blessed is the Lord God of Israel, for all generations and even forever. Amen. Amen.