1Blessed are those who vibe with the poor; the Lord's got their back when times get tough.

2The Lord will keep them alive and thriving; they’ll be blessed on this earth, and their enemies can't touch them, no cap.

3The Lord's gonna give them strength when they're down; He'll make sure their bed is all good even when they're sick.

4I said, "Lord, show me mercy; heal my soul 'cause I messed up."

5My enemies are talking mad trash, asking when I'm gonna kick the bucket and disappear.

6When they come to see me, they just talk nonsense; their hearts are shady, and when they leave, they spill the tea.

7Everyone who hates me is whispering against me, plotting my downfall like some real savages.

8They say a nasty disease is all over me: now that I'm down, I ain't getting back up.

9Even my close homie, the one I trusted who ate with me, has turned on me, which is just sus.

10But you, Lord, show me mercy and lift me up so I can get back at them.

11I know you got my back 'cause my enemy ain't winning against me, periodt.

12You keep me standing strong, and I’m always in your presence, fr.

13Big ups to the Lord God of Israel from forever to forever. Amen, and amen.

1Blessed is he that considereth the poor: the Lord will deliver him in time of trouble.

2The Lord will preserve him, and keep him alive; and he shall be blessed upon the earth: and thou wilt not deliver him unto the will of his enemies.

3The Lord will strengthen him upon the bed of languishing: thou wilt make all his bed in his sickness.

4I said, Lord, be merciful unto me: heal my soul; for I have sinned against thee.

5Mine enemies speak evil of me, When shall he die, and his name perish?

6And if he come to see me, he speaketh vanity: his heart gathereth iniquity to itself; when he goeth abroad, he telleth it.

7All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.

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

9Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me.

10But thou, O Lord, be merciful unto me, and raise me up, that I may requite them.

11By this I know that thou favourest me, because mine enemy doth not triumph over me.

12And as for me, thou upholdest me in mine integrity, and settest me before thy face for ever.

13Blessed be the Lord God of Israel from everlasting, and to everlasting. Amen, and Amen.