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To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. Blessed is he that considereth the poor: the Lord will deliver him in time of trouble (41:1)

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 (41:2)

The Lord will strengthen him upon the bed of languishing: thou wilt make all his bed in his sickness (41:3)

I said, Lord, be merciful unto me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee (41:4)

Mine enemies speak evil of me, When shall he die, and his name perish (41:5)

And if he come to see me, he speaketh vanity: his heart gathereth iniquity to itself; when he goeth abroad, he telleth it (41:6)

All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt (41:7)

An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: and now that he lieth he shall rise up no more (41:8)

Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me (41:9)

But thou, O Lord, be merciful unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite them (41:10)

By this I know that thou favourest me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me (41:11)

And as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, and settest me before thy face for ever (41:12)

Blessed be the Lord God of Israel from everlasting, and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen (41:13)

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