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