Psalms 41:7-13 ▼

7 All they that hated me whispered together: they imagined euyl agaynst me.

8 They sayde some great mischiefe is lyghted vpon hym: and he that lyeth sicke on his bed, shall ryse vp no more.

9 Yea besides this, euen myne owne friende whom I trusted: which dyd also eate of my bread, hath kicked very much agaynst me.

10 But be thou mercifull vnto me O God: rayse me vp agayne, and I shall rewarde them.

11 By this I knowe thou fauouredst me: in that myne enemie doth not triumph agaynst me.

12 And when I am in my best case, thou vpholdest me: and thou wylt set me before thy face for euer.

13 Blessed be God the Lorde of Israel: worlde without ende, Amen, Amen.