⁰To the choirmaster. A psalm of David.

¹Blessed is the one who acts wisely toward the poor; in a day of evil, Yahweh will deliver him.

²Yahweh will guard him and keep him alive, and he will be called blessed in the land; and do not give him over to the being of his enemies.

³Yahweh will sustain him on a couch of illness; all his bed you have turned over in his sickness.

⁴I said, Yahweh, show favor to me; heal my being, for I have sinned against you.

⁵My enemies speak evil about me: When will he die and his name perish?

⁶And if someone comes to see, he speaks vanity; his heart gathers wickedness for itself; he goes out to the outside and speaks.

⁷Together all who hate me whisper against me; against me they reckon evil for me.

⁸A word of worthlessness has been poured out on him, and the one who lay down will not rise again.

⁹Even the man of my wholeness, in whom I trusted, who ate my food, has made his heel great over me.

¹⁰But you, Yahweh, show favor to me and raise me up, so that I may repay them.

¹¹By this I know that you delight in me, for my enemy does not raise a shout over me.

¹²And as for me, in my integrity you have supported me, and you have set me before your face forever.

¹³Blessed be Yahweh, the God of Israel, from forever to forever. Amen and amen.