Blessed is he who considers the poor; the Lord will preserve him. The Lord will sustain him on his sickbed. Lord, heal me, for I have sinned. All who hate me whisper together against me. Even my friend, who ate my bread, who I trusted, has lifted up his heel against me. Lord, raise me up, that I may know that you delight in me. Set me in your presence forever. Be praised, oh Lord, God of Israel, from everlasting and to everlasting. Amen and amen!