Psalm 41:8 - King James Version - American Edition

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

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

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.

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

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

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

Deep calleth on deep, at the noise of thy flood-gates. All thy heights and thy billows have passed over me.

Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.

saying, God hath forsaken him: persecute and take him; for there is none to deliver him.

And ought not this woman, being a daughter of Abraham, whom Satan hath bound, lo, these eighteen years, be loosed from this bond on the sabbath day?

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