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Psalms 41:7-9
New American Standard Bible

Chapter 41

7All who hate me whisper together against me; They plot my harm against me, saying, 8'A wicked thing is poured out upon him, So that when he lies down, he will not get up again.' 9Even my close friend in whom I trusted, Who ate my bread, Has lifted up his heel against me.
King James Version

Chapter 41

7All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.
8An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: and now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.
9Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me.
Christian Standard Bible

Chapter 41

7All who hate me whisper together about me; they plan to harm me. 8"Something awful has overwhelmed him, and he won’t rise again from where he lies!"
9Even my friend in whom I trusted, one who ate my bread, has raised his heel against me.
New Living Translation

Chapter 41

7All 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!' 9Even my best friend, the one I trusted completely, the one who shared my food, has turned against me.
English Standard Version

Chapter 41

7All who hate me whisper together about me; they imagine the worst for me. 8They say, "A deadly thing is poured out on him; he will not rise again from where he lies." 9Even my close friend in whom I trusted, who ate my bread, has lifted his heel against me.
New International Version

Chapter 41

7All 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."
9Even my close friend, someone I trusted, one who shared my bread, has turned against me.
New King James Version

Chapter 41

7All 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.
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