New King James Version, 1982 - Psalms 41 (NKJV Bible)

Psalms Chapter 41 (NKJV Bible)

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¹ To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. [1] Blessed is he who considers the poor; The LORD will deliver him in time of trouble.

² The LORD will preserve him and keep him alive, And he will be blessed on the earth; [1†]You will not deliver him to the will of his enemies.

³ The LORD will strengthen him on his bed of illness; You will sustain him on his sickbed.

⁴ I said, “LORD, be merciful to me; [2†]Heal my soul, for I have sinned against You.”

⁵ My enemies speak evil of me: “When will he die, and his name perish?”

⁶ And if he comes to see me, he speaks lies; His heart gathers iniquity to itself; When he goes out, he tells it.

⁷ All who hate me whisper together against me; Against me they devise my hurt.

⁸ “An evil disease,” they say, “clings to him. And now that he lies down, he will rise up no more.”

⁹ [3†]Even my own familiar friend in whom I trusted, [4†]Who ate my bread, Has lifted up his heel against me.

¹⁰ But You, O LORD, be merciful to me, and raise me up, That I may repay them.

¹¹ By this I know that You are well pleased with me, Because my enemy does not triumph over me.

¹² As for me, You uphold me in my integrity, And [5†]set me before Your face forever.

¹³ [6†]Blessed be the LORD God of Israel From everlasting to everlasting! Amen and Amen.

#	NKJV Bible
1	To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. [1] Blessed is he who considers the poor; The LORD will deliver him in time of trouble.
2	The LORD will preserve him and keep him alive, And he will be blessed on the earth; [1†]You will not deliver him to the will of his enemies.
3	The LORD will strengthen him on his bed of illness; You will sustain him on his sickbed.
4	I said, “LORD, be merciful to me; [2†]Heal my soul, for I have sinned against You.”
5	My enemies speak evil of me: “When will he die, and his name perish?”
6	And if he comes to see me, he speaks lies; His heart gathers iniquity to itself; When he goes out, he tells it.
7	All who hate me whisper together against me; Against me they devise my hurt.
8	“An evil disease,” they say, “clings to him. And now that he lies down, he will rise up no more.”
9	[3†]Even my own familiar friend in whom I trusted, [4†]Who ate my bread, Has lifted up his heel against me.
10	But You, O LORD, be merciful to me, and raise me up, That I may repay them.
11	By this I know that You are well pleased with me, Because my enemy does not triumph over me.
12	As for me, You uphold me in my integrity, And [5†]set me before Your face forever.
13	[6†]Blessed be the LORD God of Israel From everlasting to everlasting! Amen and Amen.

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