Blessed is one who considers the poor! YHWH Delivers them in the day of trouble, yea YHWH Protects them and Keeps them alive, they are called “blessed in the land”. YHWH does not give these up to the will of their enemies. He Sustains them on their sickbed and in their illness Heals their infirmities. So for me, I said: “O Lord, Be Gracious To me, Heal me, for I have erred against Your Purpose for me!” My enemies say of me in malice: “When will he die and his name perish?” And when one comes to see me, they utter empty words, while their heart gathers mischief, yea when they go out, they tell it abroad. All who hate me whisper together about me, they imagine the worst for me. They say: “A deadly thing has fastened upon him, he will not rise again from where he sits.” Even my bosom friend Bathshebas’ father Ahithophel in whom I trusted, who ate of my bread, has lifted his heel against me. But You, O Lord, Be Gracious To me and Raise me Up, that I may requite them all! And by this I always know that You Are Pleased with me, in that my enemies have not triumphed over me. Yea I know You Have Upheld me because of my integrity and Hope You Will Set me in Your Great Presence Forever. Blessed Be YHWH, The God of Israel, from everlasting to everlasting! Verily so be it.
