Blessed is he that considers the poor and helpless :
the Lord will deliver him in the day of trouble.
The Lord will guard him and preserve his life,
he shall be counted happy in the land :
you will not give him over to the will of his enemies.
And if he lies sick on his bed, the Lord will sustain him :
if illness lays him low, you will overthrow it.
I said O Lord, be merciful toward me :
heal me, for I have sinned against you.
My enemies speak evil of me, saying :
When will he die, and his name perish for ever?
And if one should come to see me, he mouths empty words :
while his heart gathers mischief, and when he goes out, he vents it.
All those that hate me whisper together against me :
they devise plots against me.
They say A deadly thing has got hold of him :
he will not get up again from where he lies.
Even my bosom friend in whom I trusted :
who shared my bread, has lifted his heel against me.
But you, O Lord, be gracious and raise me up :
and I will repay them what they have deserved.
By this will I know that you favour me :
That my enemy shall not triumph over me.
Because of my innocence you hold me fast :
you have set me before your face for ever.
Blessed be the Lord, the God of Israel :
from everlasting to everlasting. Amen, amen.