Psalm 41 (In Your Presence Forever)

Blessed is the one who considers the poor
The LORD delivers him in a troubled time
The LORD protects him
Preserves his life
And he is called blessed in the land
For You do not give him up
To the will of his enemies

The LORD sustains him on his sickbed
In his illness, You restore him to health
As for me, I said, "O LORD, be gracious to me
Heal me, I've sinned against You"
My enemies say of me in malice
"When will he die, and his name fade?"
And when he comes to see me
He speaks empty words
While his heart digs for dirt
And when he goes out, he tells it to everyone around
All who hate me whisper together about me
For they imagine the worst for me
They say, "An evil thing has been poured out on him"
"He will not rise from where he lies"
Even my close, trusted friend
Who shared my bread
Has lifted up his heel against me
Even my close, trusted friend
Who shared my bread
Has lifted up his heel against me
But You, O LORD, be gracious to me
And raise me up that I might repay them
By this I know You delight in me
The enemy won't triumph over me
You have upheld me because of my integrity

You set me in Your presence forever
O blessed be the LORD
The God of Israel
From everlasting to everlasting
Blessed be the LORD
The God of Israel
From everlasting to everlasting
Everlasting to everlasting
Everlasting to everlasting
Everlasting
Amen and amen
Amen and amen