Psalm 41:8 - Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version

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

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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.

They say, “A deadly thing is poured out on him; he will not rise again from where he lies.”

Why, O Lord, are they multiplied that afflict me? Many are they who rise up against me.

And all kings of the earth shall adore him: all nations shall serve him.

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

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