[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; 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; 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] Even my own familiar friend in whom I trusted, 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 set me before Your face forever.
[13] Blessed be the Lord God of Israel From everlasting to everlasting! Amen and Amen.