Psalm 41:7–10
7 All who hate me whisper together about me;
they imagine the worst for me.4
8 They say, “A deadly thing is poured out5 on him;
he will not rise again from where he lies.”
9 Even my kclose friend in whom I trusted,
who late my bread, has lifted his heel against me.
10 But you, O Lord, be gracious to me,
and raise me up, that I may repay them!
Psalm 41:7–10 — The New International Version (NIV)
7 All my enemies whisper together against me;
they imagine the worst for me, saying,
8 “A vile disease has afflicted him;
he will never get up from the place where he lies.”
9 Even my close friend,
someone I trusted,
one who shared my bread,
has turned against me.
10 But may you have mercy on me, Lord;
raise me up, that I may repay them.
Psalm 41:7–10 — King James Version (KJV 1900)
7 All that hate me whisper together against me:
Against me do they devise my hurt.
8 An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him:
And now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.
9 Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted,
Which did eat of my bread,
Hath lifted up his heel against me.
10 But thou, O Lord, be merciful unto me,
And raise me up, that I may requite them.
Psalm 41:7–10 — New Living Translation (NLT)
7 All who hate me whisper about me,
imagining the worst.
8 “He has some fatal disease,” they say.
“He will never get out of that bed!”
9 Even my best friend, the one I trusted completely,
the one who shared my food, has turned against me.
10 Lord, have mercy on me.
Make me well again, so I can pay them back!
Psalm 41:7–10 — The New King James Version (NKJV)
7 All who hate me whisper together against me;
Against me they devise my hurt.
8 “An evil disease,” they say, “clings to him.
And now that he lies down, he will rise up no more.”
9 Even my own familiar friend in whom I trusted,
Who ate my bread,
Has lifted up his heel against me.
10 But You, O Lord, be merciful to me, and raise me up,
That I may repay them.
Psalm 41:7–10 — New Century Version (NCV)
7 All my enemies whisper about me
and think the worst about me.
8 They say, “He has a terrible disease.
He will never get out of bed again.”
9 My best and truest friend, who ate at my table,
has even turned against me.
10 Lord, have mercy on me.
Give me strength so I can pay them back.
Psalm 41:7–10 — American Standard Version (ASV)
7 All that hate me whisper together against me;
Against me do they devise my hurt.
8 An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him;
And now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.
9 Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted,
Who did eat of my bread,
Hath lifted up his heel against me.
10 But thou, O Jehovah, have mercy upon me, and raise me up,
That I may requite them.
Psalm 41:7–10 — 1890 Darby Bible (DARBY)
7 All that hate me whisper together against me; against me do they devise my hurt. 8 A thing of Belial cleaveth fast unto him; and now that he is laid down, he will rise up no more. 9 Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I confided, who did eat of my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me. 10 But thou, Jehovah, be gracious unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.
Psalm 41:7–10 — GOD’S WORD Translation (GW)
7 Everyone who hates me whispers about me.
They think evil things about me and say,
8 “A devilish disease has attached itself to him.
He will never leave his sickbed.”
9 Even my closest friend whom I trusted,
the one who ate my bread,
has lifted his heel against me.
10 Have pity on me, O Lord!
Raise me up so that I can pay them back
Psalm 41:7–10 — The Holman Christian Standard Bible (HCSB)
7 All who hate me whisper together about me;
they plan to harm me.
8 “Lethal poison has been poured into him,
and he won’t rise again from where he lies!”
9 Even my friend in whom I trusted,
one who ate my bread,
has raised his heel against me.
10 But You, Lord, be gracious to me and raise me up;
then I will repay them.
Psalm 41:7–10 — The New Revised Standard Version (NRSV)
7 All who hate me whisper together about me;
they imagine the worst for me.
8 They think that a deadly thing has fastened on me,
that I will not rise again from where I lie.
9 Even my bosom friend in whom I trusted,
who ate of my bread, has lifted the heel against me.
10 But you, O Lord, be gracious to me,
and raise me up, that I may repay them.
Psalm 41:7–10 — The Lexham English Bible (LEB)
7 All who hate me speak together against me.
Against me they assume the worst for me:
8 “A ruinous thing is poured out on him,
and now that he lies down, he will not rise up again.”
9 Even my close friend, whom I trusted,
who ate my bread,
has lifted his heel against me.
10 But you, O Yahweh, be gracious to me and raise me up
that I may repay them.
Psalm 41:7–10 — New International Reader’s Version (1998) (NIrV)
7 All of my enemies whisper to each other about me.
They want something terrible to happen to me.
8 They say, “He is sick and will die very soon.
He will never get up from his bed again.”
9 Even my close friend, whom I trusted, has deserted me.
I even shared my bread with him.
10 But Lord, show me your favor.
Make me well, so I can pay them back.
Psalm 41:7–10 — New American Standard Bible: 1995 Update (NASB95)
7 All who hate me whisper together against me;
Against me they devise my hurt, saying,
8 “A wicked thing is poured out upon him,
That when he lies down, he will not rise up again.”
9 Even my close friend in whom I trusted,
Who ate my bread,
Has lifted up his heel against me.
10 But You, O Lord, be gracious to me and raise me up,
That I may repay them.