King James Version
"An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: and now that he lieth he shall rise up no more."
— Psalms 41:8, King James Version
“An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him; And now that he lieth he shall rise up no more. ”
“"An evil disease," they say, "has afflicted him. Now that he lies he shall rise up no more."”
“They say,‘An awful disease overwhelms him, and now that he is bed-ridden he will never recover.’”
“Deep calleth on deep, at the noise of thy flood-gates. All thy heights and thy billows have passed over me.”
“They say, He has an evil disease, which will not let him go: and now that he is down he will not get up again.”
“An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: and now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.”
Mine enemies speak evil of me, When shall he die, and his name perish?
And if he come to see me, he speaketh vanity: his heart gathereth iniquity to itself; when he goeth abroad, he telleth it.
All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.
An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: and now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.
Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me.
But thou, O Lord, be merciful unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.
By this I know that thou favourest me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.