Psalm 41
Beatus qui intelligit

Blessed is he that considereth the poor and needy;
the Lord shall deliver him in the time of trouble

The Lord preserve him, and keep him alive, that he may be blessed upon earth;
and deliver not thou him into the will of his enemies

The Lord comfort him when he lieth sick upon his bed;
make thou all his bed in his sickness

I said, Lord, be merciful unto me;
heal my soul, for I have sinned against thee

Mine enemies speak evil of me: When shall he die, and his name perish? And if he come to see me, he speaketh vanity, and his heart conceiveth falsehood within himself;
and when he cometh forth, he telleth it

All mine enemies whisper together against me;
even against me do they imagine this evil

Let the sentence of guiltiness proceed against him;
and now that he lieth, let him rise up no more

Yea, even mine own familiar friend whom I trusted, who did also eat of my bread, hath laid great wait for me

But be thou merciful unto me, O Lord;
raise thou me up again, and I shall reward them

By this I know thou favourest me, that mine enemy doth not triumph against me

Thou has upholden me because of my innocency, and set me before thy face for ever

Blessed be the Lord God of Israel, world without end