Psalms 41:2-12

²The Lord will keepe him, and preserue him aliue: he shalbe blessed vpon the earth, and thou wilt not deliuer him vnto the will of his enemies.

³The Lord wil strengthen him vpon ye bed of sorow: thou hast turned al his bed in his sicknes.

⁴Therefore I saide, Lord haue mercie vpon me: heale my soule, for I haue sinned against thee.

⁵Mine enemies speake euill of me, saying, When shall he die, and his name perish?

⁶And if hee come to see mee, hee speaketh lies, but his heart heapeth iniquitie within him, and when he commeth foorth, he telleth it.

⁷All they that hate me, whisper together against me: euen against me do they imagine mine hurt.

⁸A mischiefe is light vpon him, and he that lyeth, shall no more rise.

⁹Yea, my familiar friend, whom I trusted, which did eate of my bread, hath lifted vp the heele against me.

¹⁰Therefore, O Lord, haue mercy vpon mee, and raise me vp: so I shall reward them.

¹¹By this I know that thou fauourest me, because mine enemie doth not triumph against me.

¹²And as for me, thou vpholdest me in mine integritie, and doest set me before thy face for euer.