PSALM 41

¹To the lead player. A David psalm.

    ²Happy who looks to the poor.

          On the day of evil may the LORD make him safe.

    ³May the LORD guard him and keep him alive.

          May he be called happy in the land.

              And do not deliver him to his enemies’ maw.

    ⁴May the LORD sustain him on the couch of pain.

          —You transformed his whole bed of illness.

    ⁵I said, “LORD, grant me grace,

          heal me, though I offended You.”

    ⁶My enemies said evil of me:

          “When will he die and his name be lost?”

    ⁷And should one come to visit,

          his heart spoke a lie.

    He gathered up mischief,

          went out, spoke abroad.

    ⁸One and all my foes whispered against me,

          against me plotted my harm:

    ⁹“Some nasty thing is lodged in him.

          As he lies down, he will not rise again.”

    ¹⁰Even my confidant, in whom I did trust,

          who ate my bread,

              was utterly devious with me.

    ¹¹And You, O LORD, grant me grace, raise me up,

          that I may pay them back.

    ¹²In this I shall know You desire me—

          that my enemy not trumpet his conquest of me.

    ¹³And I, in my innocence, You sustained me

          and made me stand before You forever.

    ¹⁴Blessed is the LORD God of Israel

          forever and forever,

              amen and amen.