Psalm Forty One

1: 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.

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