Psalms 41:7 - Compare All Versions

Deli

I said, “GOD, be gracious! Put me together again— my sins have torn me to pieces.” My enemies are wishing the worst for me; they make bets on what day I will die. If someone comes to see me, he mouths empty platitudes, All the while gathering gossip about me to entertain the street-corner crowd. These “friends” who hate me whisper slanders all over town. They form committees to plan misery for me.

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

All who hate me whisper together against me; Against me they devise my hurt, saying

All my enemies whisper about me and think the worst about me.

All that hate me whisper together against me; Against me do they devise my hurt.

All my enemies whisper together against me; they imagine the worst for me, saying

All who hate me whisper together against me; Against me they devise my hurt.

All who hate me whisper together about me; Against me they devise my hurt [imagining the worst for me], saying

All who hate me whisper about me, imagining the worst.

They are wicked whisperers who imagine the worst for me, repeating their rumors, saying

All who hate me whisper together about me; they imagine the worst for me.