Psalm 41

For the choir director: A psalm of David.

¹Oh, the joys of those who are kind to the poor!

The Lord rescues them when they are in trouble.

²The Lord protects them

and keeps them alive.

He gives them prosperity in the land

and rescues them from their enemies.

³The Lord nurses them when they are sick

and restores them to health.

⁴“O Lord,” I prayed, “have mercy on me.

Heal me, for I have sinned against you.”

⁵But my enemies say nothing but evil about me.

“How soon will he die and be forgotten?” they ask.

⁶They visit me as if they were my friends,

but all the while they gather gossip,

and when they leave, they spread it everywhere.

⁷All who hate me whisper about me,

imagining the worst.

⁸“He has some fatal disease,” they say.

“He will never get out of that bed!”

⁹Even my best friend, the one I trusted completely,

the one who shared my food, has turned against me.

¹⁰Lord, have mercy on me.

Make me well again, so I can pay them back!

¹¹I know you are pleased with me,

for you have not let my enemies triumph over me.

¹²You have preserved my life because I am innocent;

you have brought me into your presence forever.

¹³Praise the Lord, the God of Israel,

who lives from everlasting to everlasting.

Amen and amen!