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Prayer of a Sick Man about False Friends

41 Happy is the man who cares for the poor. The Lord will save him in times of trouble. The Lord will keep him alive and safe. And he will be happy upon the earth. You will not give him over to the desire of those who hate him. The Lord will give him strength on his bed of sickness. When he is sick, You will make him well again.

As for me, I said, “O Lord, have loving-kindness for me. Heal my soul, for I have sinned against You.” Those who hate me speak bad words against me, saying, “When will he die, and his name be forgotten?” When one comes to see me, he speaks lies. His heart gathers up bad stories. Then he goes outside and tells them. All who hate me speak in secret together against me. They make plans to hurt me, saying, “A bad thing has come over him. When he lies down, he will not rise again.” Even a friend of mine whom I trusted, who ate my bread, has turned against me.

10 Have loving-kindness for me, O Lord. Raise me up, so that I may pay them back. 11 Then I will know that You are pleased with me, because he who hates me does not win over me. 12 As for me, You hold me up in my honesty. And You set me beside You forever.

13 Honor be to the Lord, the God of Israel, forever and ever! Let it be so!

41 Blessed is he that considereth the poor: the Lord will deliver him in time of trouble.

The Lord will preserve him, and keep him alive; and he shall be blessed upon the earth: and thou wilt not deliver him unto the will of his enemies.

The Lord will strengthen him upon the bed of languishing: thou wilt make all his bed in his sickness.

I said, Lord, be merciful unto me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.

Mine enemies speak evil of me, When shall he die, and his name perish?

And if he come to see me, he speaketh vanity: his heart gathereth iniquity to itself; when he goeth abroad, he telleth it.

All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.

An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: and now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.

Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me.

10 But thou, O Lord, be merciful unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.

11 By this I know that thou favourest me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.

12 And as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, and settest me before thy face for ever.

13 Blessed be the Lord God of Israel from everlasting, and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.

Oración por la salud

Al músico principal. Salmo de David.

41 ¡Dichoso aquél que piensa en los pobres!
En los días malos el Señor lo ayudará.
El Señor lo cuidará y le dará vida,
lo hará vivir feliz en la tierra,
y no lo dejará caer en manos de sus enemigos.
Cuando esté enfermo, el Señor lo sustentará;
suavizará sus males mientras recobra la salud.

Yo le pido al Señor que me tenga compasión,
que me sane, pues he pecado contra él.
Mis enemigos hablan mal de mí, y dicen:
«¿Cuándo morirá? ¿Cuándo será olvidado?»
Si vienen a verme, sólo dicen sandeces;
guardan en su mente las malas noticias,
y en cuanto salen a la calle las divulgan.

Todos los que me odian se unen contra mí
y sólo piensan malas cosas. Hasta dicen:
«Lo que tiene es cosa del demonio;
cayó en cama, y no volverá a levantarse.»
Aun mi mejor amigo, en quien yo confiaba,
el que comía conmigo, me ha traicionado.(A)

10 Pero tú, Señor, ¡ten compasión de mí!
¡devuélveme la salud, y les daré su merecido!
11 Con esto sabré que soy de tu agrado:
si mi enemigo no llega a burlarse de mí.
12 Y a mí, ¡sosténme por causa de mi integridad!
¡permíteme estar en tu presencia para siempre!

13 ¡Bendito sea el Señor, el Dios de Israel,
Por los siglos de los siglos!(B)
¡Amén y Amén!

The Blessing and Suffering of the Godly

To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David.

41 Blessed is he who considers the [a]poor;
The Lord will deliver him in time of trouble.
The Lord will preserve him and keep him alive,
And he will be blessed on the earth;
(A)You will not deliver him to the will of his enemies.
The Lord will strengthen him on his bed of illness;
You will [b]sustain him on his sickbed.

I said, “Lord, be merciful to me;
(B)Heal my soul, for I have sinned against You.”
My enemies speak evil of me:
“When will he die, and his name perish?”
And if he comes to see me, he speaks [c]lies;
His heart gathers iniquity to itself;
When he goes out, he tells it.

All who hate me whisper together against me;
Against me they [d]devise my hurt.
“An[e] evil disease,” they say, “clings to him.
And now that he lies down, he will rise up no more.”
(C)Even my own familiar friend in whom I trusted,
(D)Who ate my bread,
Has [f]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 (E)set me before Your face forever.

13 (F)Blessed be the Lord God of Israel
From everlasting to everlasting!
Amen and Amen.

Footnotes

  1. Psalm 41:1 helpless or powerless
  2. Psalm 41:3 restore
  3. Psalm 41:6 empty words
  4. Psalm 41:7 plot
  5. Psalm 41:8 Lit. A thing of Belial
  6. Psalm 41:9 Acted as a traitor