Psalm.
Chapter 41.
To the director: A song of David. Those who help the poor succeed will get many blessings. When trouble comes, the LORD will save them. 
The LORD will protect them and save their lives. He will bless them in this land. He will not let their enemies harm them. 
When they are sick in bed, the LORD will give them strength and make them well! 
I say, “LORD, be kind to me. I sinned against you, but forgive me and make me well.” 
My enemies say bad things about me. They ask, “When will he die and be forgotten?” 
If they come to see me, they don’t say what they are really thinking. They come to gather a little gossip and then go to spread their rumors. 
Those who hate me whisper about me. They think the worst about me. 
They say, “He did something wrong. That is why he is sick. He will never get well.” 
My best friend, the one I trusted, the one who ate with me—even he has turned against me. 
LORD, please be kind to me. Let me get up, and I will pay them back. 
Don’t let my enemy defeat me. Then I will know that you care for me. 
I was innocent and you supported me. You let me stand and serve you forever. 
Praise the LORD, the God of Israel. He always was, and he always will be. Amen and Amen! 
