NET Bible
"They say,‘An awful disease overwhelms him, and now that he is bed-ridden he will never recover.’"
— Psalms 41:8, NET Bible
“An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: and now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.”
“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."”
“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.”
My enemies ask this cruel question about me,‘When will he finally die and be forgotten?’
When someone comes to visit, he pretends to be friendly; he thinks of ways to defame me, and when he leaves he slanders me.
All who hate me whisper insults about me to one another; they plan ways to harm me.
They say,‘An awful disease overwhelms him, and now that he is bed-ridden he will never recover.’
Even my close friend whom I trusted, he who shared meals with me, has turned against me.
As for you, O LORD, have mercy on me and raise me up, so I can pay them back!”
By this I know that you are pleased with me, for my enemy does not triumph over me.