Psalms 41

1 For the music director. A psalm of David. How happy are those who take care of the poor! When they are in trouble the Lord will save them.

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:

2 The Lord protects them and keeps them alive. They will live happily in the land, and they will not be handed over to their enemies.

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!

3 The Lord looks after them when they're sick; he makes them well from their illness.

Yahweh, will sustain him upon the bed of sickness, All his couch, hast thou transformed in his disease.

4 “Lord, please be gracious to me,” I asked. “Please heal me, for I have sinned against you.”

I, said—O Yahweh, show me favour, heal thou my soul, for I have sinned against thee:

5 Those who hate me only say evil things about me. “When is he going to die, and people forget all about him?” they ask.

Mine enemies, speak ill of me, When will he die, and his name perish?

6 They come to visit me, but their sympathy is not sincere. They're only interested in the bad news, which they spread around as soon as they leave.

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.

7 All who hate me talk in whispers about my condition, hoping for the worst.

Together—against me, do all who hate me whisper among themselves, Against me, devise they hurt for me.

8 “He's been cursed with some terrible disease,” they say. “Now he's bed-ridden he'll never recover!”

An infliction of the Abandoned One hath been fixed upon him, and, now that he hath lien down, he will not again rise.

9 Even my best friend, the one I trusted, who shared meals with me—even he has turned against me.

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!

10 But you Lord, please be gracious to me, make me well so I can repay them!

But, thou, O Yahweh, show me favour and raise me up, That I may repay them.

11 I know you are pleased with me because you have not let my enemies win and shout in triumph over me.

Hereby, do I know that thou delightest in me, In that mine enemy shall not raise a shout over me.

12 You have supported me because of my integrity, you have brought me into your presence forever.

But, as for me, In my blamelessness, hast thou held me fast, And hast caused me to stand before thee unto times age-abiding.

13 Praise the Lord, the God of Israel, from eternity to eternity! Amen and amen!

Blessed be Yahweh, the God of Israel, From the age that is past, even unto the age yet to come: Amen and Amen!