1 Vir die musiekleier. 'n Psalm van Dawid.

2 Welgeluksalig is hy wat ag gee op die arme; die HERE sal hom red in die dag van onheil.

3 Die HERE sal hom bewaar en hom in die lewe hou; hy sal gelukkig gemaak word op die aarde. Ja, U kan hom nie oorgee aan die begeerte van sy vyande nie.

4 Die HERE sal hom ondersteun op die siekbed; sy hele slaapplek verander U as hy krank is.

5 k het gesê: o HERE, wees my genadig! Genees my, want ek het teen U gesondig.

6 My vyande spreek kwaad van my en sê: Wanneer sal hy sterwe en sy naam vergaan?

7 En as iemand kom om my te sien, dan praat hy leuens; sy hart vergader boosheid vir hom; gaan hy uit na buite, dan spreek hy daarvan.

8 Al my haters tesame fluister onder mekaar teen my; teen my bedink hulle my onheil en sê:

9 Iets skandeliks is op hom uitgestort; en nou dat hy lê, sal hy nie weer opstaan nie.

10 Selfs die man wat met my in vrede lewe, op wie ek vertrou het, wat my brood eet, het die hakskeen teen my opgelig.

11 Maar U, o HERE, wees my genadig en rig my op, dat ek hulle dit kan vergelde!

12 Hieraan weet ek dat U 'n welbehae in my het: dat my vyand oor my nie juig nie.

13 My tog, in my opregtheid ondersteun U my, en stel my voor u aangesig tot in ewigheid. [ (Psalms 41:14) Geloofd sy die HERE, die God van Israel, van ewigheid tot in ewigheid! Amen, ja amen. ]

1 To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David.

2 \41:1\Happy is the man who gives thought to the poor; the Lord will be his saviour in the time of trouble.

3 \41:2\The Lord will keep him safe, and give him life; the Lord will let him be a blessing on the earth, and will not give him into the hand of his haters.

4 \41:3\The Lord will be his support on his bed of pain: by you will all his grief be turned to strength.

5 \41:4\I said, Lord, have mercy on me; make my soul well, because my faith is in you.

6 \41:5\My haters say evil against me, When will he be dead, and his name come to an end?

7 \41:6\If one comes to see me, deceit is in his heart; he keeps a store of evil, which he makes public in every place.

8 \41:7\All my haters are talking secretly together against me; they are designing my downfall.

9 \41:8\They say, He has an evil disease, which will not let him go: and now that he is down he will not get up again.

10 \41:9\Even my dearest friend, in whom I had faith, who took bread with me, is turned against me.

11 \41:10\But you, O Lord, have mercy on me, lifting me up, so that I may give them their punishment.

12 \41:11\By this I see that you have pleasure in me, because my hater does not overcome me.

13 \41:12\And as for me, you are my support in my righteousness, giving me a place before your face for ever.

14 \41:13\May the Lord God of Israel be praised, through eternal days and for ever. So be it. So be it.