Psalms 41
41
PSALM 41
Common Meter: 8,6,8,6
To the chief Musician,
A Psalm of David.
1Blessed is he that wisely doth
the poor man's case consider;
For when the time of trouble is,
the Lord will him deliver.
2God will him keep, yea, save alive;
on earth he bless'd shall live;
And to his enemies' desire
thou wilt him not up give.
3God will give strength when he on bed
of languishing doth mourn;
And in his sickness sore, O Lord,
thou all his bed wilt turn.
4I said, O Lord, do thou extend
thy mercy unto me;
O do thou heal my soul; for why?
I have offended thee.
5Those that to me are enemies,
of me do evil say,
When shall he die, that so his name
may perish quite away?
6To see me if he comes, he speaks
vain words: but then his heart
Heaps mischief to it, which he tells,
when forth he doth depart.
7My haters jointly whispering,
'gainst me my hurt devise.
8Mischief, say they, cleaves fast to him;
he li'th, and shall not rise.
9Yea, ev'n mine own familiar friend,
on whom I did rely,
Who ate my bread, ev'n he his heel
against me lifted high.
10But, Lord, be merciful to me,
and up again me raise,
That I may justly them requite
according to their ways.
11By this I know that certainly
I favour'd am by thee;
Because my hateful enemy
triumphs not over me.
12But as for me, thou me uphold'st
in mine integrity;
And me before thy countenance
thou sett'st continually.
13The Lord, the God of Israel,
be bless'd for ever then,
From age to age eternally.
Amen, yea, and amen.
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Psalms 41
41
1-3Dignify those who are down on their luck;
you’ll feel good—that’s what God does.
God looks after us all,
makes us robust with life—
Lucky to be in the land,
we’re free from enemy worries.
Whenever we’re sick and in bed,
God becomes our nurse,
nurses us back to health.
4-7I said, “God, be gracious!
Put me together again—
my sins have torn me to pieces.”
My enemies are wishing the worst for me;
they make bets on what day I will die.
If someone comes to see me,
he mouths empty platitudes,
All the while gathering gossip about me
to entertain the street-corner crowd.
These “friends” who hate me
whisper slanders all over town.
They form committees
to plan misery for me.
8-9The rumor goes out, “He’s got some dirty,
deadly disease. The doctors
have given up on him.”
Even my best friend, the one I always told everything
—he ate meals at my house all the time!—
has bitten my hand.
10 God, give grace, get me up on my feet.
I’ll show them a thing or two.
11-12Meanwhile, I’m sure you’re on my side—
no victory shouts yet from the enemy camp!
You know me inside and out, you hold me together,
you never fail to stand me tall in your presence
so I can look you in the eye.
13Blessed is God, Israel’s God,
always, always, always.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
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