American King James Version
" All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt. "
— Psalms 41:7, American King James Version
“All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.”
“All that hate me whisper together against me; Against me do they devise my hurt. ”
“All who hate me whisper together against me. They imagine the worst for me.”
“All who hate me whisper insults about me to one another; they plan ways to harm me.”
“And my God. My soul is troubled within my self: therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan and Hermoniim, from the little hill.”
“All my haters are talking secretly together against me; they are designing my downfall.”
“All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.”
I said, LORD, be merciful to me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against you.
My enemies speak evil of me, When shall he die, and his name perish?
And if he come to see me, he speaks vanity: his heart gathers iniquity to itself; when he goes abroad, he tells it.
All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.
An evil disease, say they, sticks fast to him: and now that he lies he shall rise up no more.
Yes, my own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, has lifted up his heel against me.
But you, O LORD, be merciful to me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.