Ps.41.8

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Ps.41.8

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

Ps.41.8

The rumor goes out, "He's got some dirty, deadly disease. The doctors have given up on him."

Ps.41.8

"A vile disease has beset him; he will never get up from the place where he lies."

Ps.41.8

"An evil disease," they say, "clings to him. And now that he lies down, he will rise up no more."

Ps.41.8

"Whatever he has, it is fatal," they say. "He will never get out of that bed!"