| 1 ¶ To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. Blessed is he that considereth the poor:1 the LORD will deliver him in time2 of trouble.
|
|
| 2 The LORD will preserve him, and keep him alive; and he shall be blessed upon the earth: and thou3 wilt not deliver him unto the will of his enemies.
|
|
| 3 The LORD will strengthen him upon the bed of languishing: thou wilt make4 all his bed in his sickness.
|
|
| 4 I said, LORD, be merciful unto me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.
|
|
| 5 ¶ Mine enemies speak evil of me, When shall he die, and his name perish?
|
|
| 6 And if he come to see me, he speaketh vanity: his heart gathereth iniquity to itself; when he goeth abroad, he telleth it.
|
|
| 7 All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my5 hurt.
|
|
| 8 An6 evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: and now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.
|
|
| 9 Yea, mine7 own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, hath lifted8 up his heel against me.
|
|
| 10 But thou, O LORD, be merciful unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.
|
|
| 11 By this I know that thou favourest me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.
|
|
| 12 And as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, and settest me before thy face for ever.
|
|
| 13 Blessed be the LORD God of Israel from everlasting, and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.
|
|