2 May the Lord protect him and save his life!May he be blessed in the land!Do not turn him over to his enemies!
3 The Lord supports him on his sickbed;you completely heal him from his illness.
4 As for me, I said:“O Lord, have mercy on me!Heal me, for I have sinned against you!
5 My enemies ask this cruel question about me,‘When will he finally die and be forgotten?’
6 When someone comes to visit, he pretends to be friendly;he thinks of ways to defame me,and when he leaves he slanders me.
7 All who hate me whisper insults about me to one another;they plan ways to harm me.
8 They say,‘An awful disease overwhelms him,and now that he is bed-ridden he will never recover.’