To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David.

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

2 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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

9 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.

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. ]