Psalm 41:8 - Tree of Life Version

⁸ All who hate me whisper together about me They imagine the worst about me:

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

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

Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

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.

American Standard Version (1901)

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

Common English Bible

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

Catholic Public Domain Version

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

Psalm 41:8 Tagairtí Cros

Psalm 3:2

Adonai, how many are my foes! Many are rising up against me!

Psalm 71:11

saying: “God has forsaken him— Pursue and take him, for no one will deliver.”

Luke 13:16

So this one, a daughter of Abraham incapacitated by satan for eighteen years, shouldn’t she be set free from this imprisonment on Yom Shabbat?”