Psalms 41
1 To the chanter, a Psalm of David. Blessed is he, that considereth the poor: the LORD shall deliver him in the time of trouble.
2 The LORD shall preserve him, and keep him alive: he shall make him to prosper upon earth, and shall not deliver him into the will of his enemies.
3 The LORD shall refresh him, when he lieth sick upon his bed, yea thou makest his bed in all his sickness.
4 I said: LORD be merciful unto me, heal my soul, for I have sinned against thee.
5 Mine enemies speak evil upon me: when shall he die, and his name perish?
6 Though he came in to see, yet meaned he falsity(falsede) in his heart, heaping mischief upon himself.
7 All they that hate me, run together against me, and imagine evil against me.
8 They have given a wicked sentence upon me: when he lieth, he shall rise up no more.
9 Yea even mine own familiar friend, whom I trusted, which did eat my bread, hath lift up his heel against me.
10 But be thou merciful unto me (O LORD) raise thou me up, and I shall reward them.
11 By this I know thou favourest me, that my enemy shall not triumph over me.
12 Thou hast upholden me because of my innocency, and set me before thy face for ever.
13 O blessed be the LORD God of Israel, from hence forth and for evermore. Amen. Amen.