For the end, a Psalm of David.

41:1 Blessed [is the man] who thinks on the poor and needy: the Lord shall deliver him in an evil day.

41:2 May the Lord preserve him and keep him alive, and bless him on the earth, and not deliver him into the hands of his enemy.

41:3 May the Lord help him upon the bed of his pain; thou hast made all his bed in his sickness.

41:4 I said, O Lord, have mercy upon me; heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.

41:5 Mine enemies have spoken evil against me, [saying], When shall he die, and his name perish?

41:6 And if he came to see [me], his heart spoke vainly; he gathered iniquity to himself; he went forth and spoke in like manner.

41:7 All my enemies whispered against me; against me they devised my hurt.

41:8 They denounced a wicked word against me, [saying], Now that he lies, shall he not rise up again?

41:9 For even the man of my peace, in whom I trusted, who ate my bread, lifted up [his] heel against me.

41:10 But thou, O Lord, have compassion upon me, and raise me up, and I shall requite them.

41:11 By this I know that thou hast delighted in me, because mine enemy shall not rejoice over me.

41:12 But thou didst help me because of [mine] innocence, and hast established me before thee for ever.

41:13 Blessed [be] the Lord God of Israel from everlasting, and to everlasting. So be it, so be it.

To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.

41:1 Blessed is he that considereth the poor: the LORD will deliver him in time of trouble.

41:2 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.

41:3 The LORD will strengthen him upon the bed of languishing: thou wilt make all his bed in his sickness.

41:4 I said, LORD, be merciful unto me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.

41:5 Mine enemies speak evil of me, When shall he die, and his name perish?

41:6 And if he come to see me, he speaketh vanity: his heart gathereth iniquity to itself; when he goeth abroad, he telleth it.

41:7 All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.

41:8 An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: and now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.

41:9 Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me.

41:10 But thou, O LORD, be merciful unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.

41:11 By this I know that thou favourest me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.

41:12 And as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, and settest me before thy face for ever.

41:13 Blessed be the LORD God of Israel from everlasting, and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.