Psalms 141

1 A Psalm. Of David. Lord, I have made my cry to you; come to me quickly; give ear to my voice, when it goes up to you.

A Psalme of David. O Lord, I call vpon thee: haste thee vnto me: heare my voyce, when I cry vnto thee.

2 Let my prayer be ordered before you like a sweet smell; and let the lifting up of my hands be like the evening offering.

Let my prayer be directed in thy sight as incense, and the lifting vp of mine hands as an euening sacrifice.

3 O Lord, keep a watch over my mouth; keep the door of my lips.

Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth, and keepe the doore of my lips.

4 Keep my heart from desiring any evil thing, or from taking part in the sins of the evil-doers with men who do wrong: and let me have no part in their good things.

Incline not mine heart to euill, that I should commit wicked workes with men that worke iniquitie: and let me not eate of their delicates.

5 Let the upright give me punishment; and let the god-fearing man put me in the right way; but I will not let the oil of sinners come on my head: when they do evil I will give myself to prayer.

Let the righteous smite me: for that is a benefite: and let him reprooue me, and it shalbe a precious oyle, that shall not breake mine head: for within a while I shall euen pray in their miseries.

6 When destruction comes to their judges by the side of the rock, they will give ear to my words, for they are sweet.

When their iudges shall be cast downe in stonie places, they shall heare my wordes, for they are sweete.

7 Our bones are broken up at the mouth of the underworld, as the earth is broken by the plough. (Sheol h7585)

Our bones lye scattered at the graues mouth, as he that heweth wood or diggeth in the earth. (Sheol h7585)

8 But my eyes are turned to you, O Lord God: my hope is in you; let not my soul be given up to death.

But mine eyes looke vnto thee, O Lord God: in thee is my trust: leaue not my soule destitute.

9 Keep me from the net which they have put down for me, and from the designs of the workers of evil.

Keepe me from the snare, which they haue layde for me, and from the grennes of the workers of iniquitie.

10 Let the sinners be taken in the nets which they themselves have put down, while I go free.

Let the wicked fall into his nettes together, whiles I escape.