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The Book of Psalms, Chapter 41, Verse 8

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All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.
King James Version
An evil disease, [say they], cleaveth fast unto him: and [now] that he lieth he shall rise up no more.
American Standard Version
An evil disease, [say they], cleaveth fast unto him; And now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.
New English Translation
They say,‘An awful disease overwhelms him, and now that he is bed-ridden he will never recover.’
World English Bible
"An evil disease," they say, "has afflicted him. Now that he lies he shall rise up no more."
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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.
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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.
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Blessed [be] the LORD God of Israel from everlasting, and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.
1
To the chief Musician, Maschil, for the sons of Korah. As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.
2
My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: when shall I come and appear before God?
3
My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where [is] thy God?
4
When I remember these [things], I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.
5
Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and [why] art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise him [for] the help of his countenance.