Psalms 41:8
A thing of Belial is poured out on him, And because he lay down he riseth not again.
A thing of Belial is poured out on him, And because he lay down he riseth not again.
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9Even mine ally, in whom I trusted, One eating my bread, made great the heel against me,
10And Thou, Jehovah, favour me, And cause me to rise, And I give recompence to them.
5Mine enemies say evil of me: When he dieth -- his name hath perished!
6And if he came to see -- vanity he speaketh, His heart gathereth iniquity to itself, He goeth out -- at the street he speaketh.
7All hating me whisper together against me, Against me they devise evil to me:
15And -- in my halting they have rejoiced, And have been gathered together, Gathered against me were the smiters, And I have not known, They have rent, and they have not ceased;
10For I have heard the evil report of many, Fear `is' round about: `Declare, and we declare it,' All mine allies are watching `for' my halting, `Perhaps he is enticed, and we prevail over him, And we take our vengeance out of him.'
11My lovers and my friends over-against my plague stand. And my neighbours afar off have stood.
12And those seeking my soul lay a snare, And those seeking my evil Have spoken mischievous things, And they do deceits meditate all the day.
18Also sucklings have despised me, I rise, and they speak against me.
19Abominate me do all the men of my counsel, And those I have loved, Have been turned against me.
21His flesh is consumed from being seen, And high are his bones, they were not seen!
22And draw near to the pit doth his soul, And his life to those causing death.
10For mine enemies have spoken against me, And those watching my soul have taken counsel together,
18By the abundance of power, Is my clothing changed, As the mouth of my coat it doth gird me.
12On the right hand doth a brood arise, My feet they have cast away, And they raise up against me, Their paths of calamity.
13They have broken down my path, By my calamity they profit, `He hath no helper.'
3Surely against me He turneth back, He turneth His hand all the day.
4He hath worn out my flesh and my skin. He hath broken my bones.
8And Thou dost loathe me, For a witness it hath been, And rise up against me doth my failure, In my face it testifieth.
9His anger hath torn, and he hateth me, He hath gnashed at me with his teeth, My adversary sharpeneth his eyes for me.
10They have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have smitten my cheeks, Together against me they set themselves.
7For my flanks have been full of drought, And soundness is not in my flesh.
19And he hath been reproved With pain on his bed, And the strife of his bones `is' enduring.
28And he, as a rotten thing, weareth away, As a garment hath a moth consumed him.
4Only -- from his excellency They have consulted to drive away, They enjoy a lie, with their mouth they bless, And with their heart revile. Selah.
21They have heard that I have sighed, There is no comforter for me, All my enemies have heard of my calamity, They have rejoiced that Thou hast done `it', Thou hast brought in the day Thou hast called, And they are like to me.
3Jehovah supporteth on a couch of sickness, All his bed Thou hast turned in his weakness.
7All beholding me do mock at me, They make free with the lip -- shake the head,
13For I have heard an evil account of many, Fear `is' round about. In their being united against me, To take my life they have devised,
38I smite them, and they are not able to rise, They fall under my feet,
26Together -- on the dust they lie down, And the worm doth cover them over.
3For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.
2When evil doers come near to me to eat my flesh, My adversaries and mine enemies to me, They have stumbled and fallen.
41Spoiled him have all passing by the way, He hath been a reproach to his neighbours,
2And He also `is' wise, and bringeth in evil, And His words He hath not turned aside, And He hath risen against a house of evil doers, And against the help of workers of iniquity.
24Surely not against the heap Doth He send forth the hand, Though in its ruin they have safety.
3Because of the voice of an enemy, Because of the oppression of the wicked, For they cause sorrow to move against me, And in anger they hate me.
5All the day they wrest my words, Concerning me all their thoughts `are' for evil,
6They assemble, they hide, they watch my heels, When they have expected my soul.
26For they have pursued him Thou hast smitten, And recount of the pain of Thy pierced ones.
11His bones have been full of his youth, And with him on the dust it lieth down.
16When I said, `Lest they rejoice over me, In the slipping of my foot against me they magnified themselves.
11Among all mine adversaries I have been a reproach, And to my neighbours exceedingly, And a fear to mine acquaintances, Those seeing me without -- fled from me.
15Dried up as an earthen vessel is my power, And my tongue is cleaving to my jaws.
7As the wicked is my enemy, And my withstander as the perverse.
10Lo, occasions against me He doth find, He doth reckon me for an enemy to Him,
23It clappeth at him its hands, And it hisseth at him from his place.
15Desolations `are' upon them, They go down `to' Sheol -- alive, For wickedness `is' in their dwelling, in their midst.
8Meet him doth desolation -- he knoweth not, And his net that he hid catcheth him, For desolation he falleth into it.