Psalm 41

1 Blessed are they that consider the poor and helpless:
    the Lord will deliver them in the day of trouble.
2 The Lord will guard them and preserve their life, they shall be counted happy in the land:
    you will not give them over to the will of their enemies.
3 And if they lie sick on their bed, the Lord will sustain them:
    if illness lays them low, you will overthrow it.
4 I said 'O Lord, be merciful toward me:
    heal me, for I have sinned against you.'
5 My enemies speak evil of me, saying:
    'When will he die, and his name perish for ever?'
6 And if someone comes to see me, they mouth empty words:
    while their heart gathers mischief, and when they go out, they vent it.
7 All those that hate me whisper together against me:
    they devise plots against me.
8 They say 'A deadly thing has got hold of him:
    he will not get up again from where he lies.'
9 Even my bosom friend in whom I trusted:
    who shared my bread, has lifted his heel against me.
10 But you, O Lord, be gracious and raise me up:
    and I will repay them what they have deserved.
11 By this will I know that you favour me:
    That my enemy shall not triumph over me.
12 Because of my innocence you hold me fast:
    you have set me before your face for ever.
13 Blessed be the Lord, the God of Israel:
    from everlasting to everlasting. Amen, Amen.