Psalm 41

How blessed is he who considers the helpless;
The LORD will deliver him in a day of trouble.
The LORD will protect him, and keep him alive,
And he shall be called blessed upon the earth;
And do not give him over to the desire of his enemies.
The LORD will sustain him upon his sickbed;
In his illness, Thou dost restore him to health.

As for me, I said, “O LORD, be gracious to me;
Heal my soul, for I have sinned against Thee.”
My enemies speak evil against me,
“When will he die, and his name perish?”
And when he comes to see me, he speaks falsehood;
His heart gathers wickedness to itself;
When he goes outside, he tells it.
All who hate me whisper together against me;
Against me they devise hurt, saying,
“A wicked thing is poured out upon him,
That when he lies down, he will not rise up again.”
Even my close friend, in whom I trusted,
Who ate my bread,
Has lifted up his heel against me.

But Thou, O LORD, be gracious to me, and raise me up,
That I may repay them.
By this I know that Thou art pleased with me,
Because my enemy does not shout in triumph over me.
As for me, Thou uphold me in my integrity,
And Thou dost set me in Thy presence forever.

Blessed be the LORD, the God of Israel,
From everlasting to everlasting.
Amen, and amen.

~Psalm 41 (NASB 1977)