Psalms 41
41
PSALM 41.
1Unto the end, understanding for the sons of Core.
2As the hart panteth after the fountains of water; so my soul panteth after thee, O God.
3My soul hath thirsted after the strong living God; when shall I come and appear before the face of God?
4My tears have been any bread day and night, whilst it is said to me daily: Where is thy God?
5These things I remembered, and poured out my soul in me: for I shall go over into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, even to the house of God: With the voice of joy and praise; the noise of one feasting.
6Why art thou sad, O my soul? and why dost thou trouble me? Hope in God, for I will still give praise to him: the salvation of my countenance,
7and my God. My soul is troubled within myself: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan and Hermoniim, from the little hill.
8Deep calleth on deep, at the noise of thy flood-gates. All thy heights and thy billows have passed over me.
9In the daytime the Lord hath commanded his mercy; and a canticle to him in the night. With me is prayer to the God of my life.
10I will say to God: Thou art my support. Why hast thou forgotten me? and why go I mourning, whilst my enemy afflicteth me?
11Whilst my bones are broken, my enemies who trouble me have reproached me; Whilst they say to me day be day: Where is thy God?
12Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why dost thou disquiet me? Hope thou in God, for I will still give praise to him: the salvation of my countenance, and my God.
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Psalms 41
41
Psalm 41
For the choir director; a psalm by David.
1Blessed is the one who has concern for helpless people.
The Lord will rescue him in times of trouble.
2The Lord will protect him and keep him alive.
He will be blessed in the land.
Do not place him at the mercy of his enemies.
3The Lord will support him on his sickbed.
You will restore this person to health when he is ill.
4I said, “O Lord, have pity on me!
Heal my soul because I have sinned against you.”
5My enemies say terrible things about me:
“When will he die, and when will his family name disappear?”
6When one of them comes to visit me, he speaks foolishly.
His heart collects gossip.
⌞Then⌟ he leaves to tell others.
7Everyone who hates me whispers about me.
They think evil things about me and say,
8“A devilish disease has attached itself to him.
He will never leave his sickbed.”
9Even my closest friend whom I trusted,
the one who ate my bread,
has lifted his heel against me.
10Have pity on me, O Lord!
Raise me up so that I can pay them back
11and my enemy cannot shout in triumph over me.
When you do this, I know that you are pleased with me.
12You defend my integrity,
and you set me in your presence forever.
13Thank the Lord God of Israel through all eternity!
Amen and amen!
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