Psalm 41:8 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

⁸ Mischief, say they, cleaves fast to him; he li'th, and shall not rise.

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⁸ An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: And now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.

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⁸ An evil disease, say they, is poured out upon him and cleaves fast to him; and now that he is bedfast, he will not rise up again.

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⁸ An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him; And now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.

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⁸ “Some horrible thing has been poured into him; the next time he lies down, he won’t get up.”

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⁸ Abyss calls upon abyss, with the voice of your floodgate. All your heights and your waves have passed over me.

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They said, God leaves him; him pursue and take: none will him save.

Many say of my soul, For him in God no succour lies.