Blessed are those who care for the weak
God delivers them from their distress
The Lord protects and preserves them
They are most assuredly blessed
God does not surrender them
To his enemies’ wills
The Lord sustains them when they are sick
He restores them when they are ill
I said, “Have mercy on me and heal me
For I have sinned against You, Lord”
My enemies are malicious liars
Who spread slanderous reports
They conspire against me
Imagining how I will die
Afflicted with a disease
So vile I will never arise
One who has shared my bread,
Someone I called a friend,
Has turned against me
And betrayed me in the end
Have mercy on me Lord and raise me
So I may see justice done
I know You are well pleased with me
You are the Triumphant One
Because of my true identity,
You hold me in Your presence forever
Praise be to the Lord, God of Israel
Forever and ever and ever
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