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Psalm 41:7-9
American Standard Version
Psalm 41:7-9
American Standard Version
7 All that hate me whisper together against me;
Against me do they devise my hurt.
8 [a]An evil disease, say they, [b]cleaveth fast unto him;
And now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.
9 Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted,
Who did eat of my bread,
Hath lifted up his heel against me.
Footnotes
- Psalm 41:8 Or, Some wicked thing
- Psalm 41:8 Or, is poured out upon him
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