7 All 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!”

9 Even my best friend, the one I trusted completely, the one who shared my food, has turned against me.

10 LORD, have mercy on me. Make me well again, so I can pay them back!

11 I know you are pleased with me, for you have not let my enemies triumph over me.

12 You have preserved my life because I am innocent; you have brought me into your presence forever.

13 Praise the LORD, the God of Israel, who lives from everlasting to everlasting. Amen and amen!

Psalms 41:7-13, New Living Translation. Copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation.
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