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:
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 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!
He will keep them safe, happy, and long in the land, and not give them up to the rage of their foes.
3 Yahweh, will sustain him upon the bed of sickness, All his couch, hast thou transformed in his disease.
The Lord will sustain them on bed of languishing; tending their sickness, as long as they lie.
4 I, said—O Yahweh, show me favour, heal thou 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 Mine enemies, speak ill 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 have come to see me, Falsehood, doth he speak, His own heart, gathereth iniquity to itself, he goeth forth, abroad he telleth 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 Together—against me, do all who hate me whisper among themselves, Against me, devise they hurt for me.
In secret they whisper together against me, all those who hate me plot evil 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.
‘Some fatal disease has fastened upon him; and now that he lies, he will rise up no more.’
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!
My most trusted friend, on whom I relied, who ate of my bread, has turned against me.
10 But, thou, O Yahweh, show me favour and raise me up, That I may repay them.
But do you, Lord, graciously raise me up, that I may pay them their due reward.
11 Hereby, do I know that thou delightest in me, In that mine enemy shall not raise a shout 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, In my blamelessness, hast thou held me fast, And hast caused me to stand before thee unto times age-abiding.
For my innocence you uphold me, and set me forever before your face.
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 be the Lord, the God of Israel, from everlasting to everlasting, Amen and Amen.
