Psalms 40

1Unto the end, a psalm for David himself. 2Blessed is he that understandeth concerning the needy and the poor: the Lord will deliver him in the evil day. 3The Lord preserve him and give him life, and make him blessed upon the earth: and deliver him not up to the will of his enemies. 4The Lord help him on his bed of sorrow: thou hast turned all his couch in his sickness. 5I said: O Lord, be thou merciful to me: heal my soul, for I have sinned against thee. 6My enemies have spoken evils against me: when shall he die and his name perish? 7And if he came in to see me, he spoke vain things: his heart gathered together iniquity to itself. He went out and spoke to the same purpose. 8All my enemies whispered together against me: they devised evils to me. 9They determined against me an unjust word: shall he that sleepeth rise again no more? 10For even the man of my peace, in whom I trusted, who ate my bread, hath greatly supplanted me. 11But thou, O Lord, have mercy on me, and raise me up again: and I will requite them. 12By this I know, that thou hast had a good will for me: because my enemy shall not rejoice over me. 13But thou hast upheld me by reason of my innocence: and hast established me in thy sight for ever. 14Blessed be the Lord the God of Israel from eternity to eternity. So be it. So be it.
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